The Penal Cluster
Randall Garrett
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The Penal Cluster
Randall Garrett
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The clipped British voice said, in David Houston's ear, I'm quite sure he's one. He's cashing a check for a thousand pounds. Keep him under surveillance.Houston didn't look up immediately. He simply stood there in the lobby of the big London bank, filling out a deposit slip at one of the long, high desks. When he had finished, he picked up the slip and headed towards the teller's cage.Ahead of him, standing at the window, was a tall, impeccably dressed, aristocratic-looking man with graying hair."The man in the tweeds?" Houston whispered. His voice was so low that it was inaudible a foot away, and his lips scarcely moved. But the sensitive microphone in his collar picked up the voice and relayed it to the man behind the teller's wicket.That's him, said the tiny speaker hidden in Houston's ear. The fine-looking chap in the tweeds and bowler."Got him," whispered Houston.He didn't go anywhere near the man in the bowler and tweeds; instead, he went to a window several feet away.