In front of the desk and sat himself on it. Neither man offered to shake hands. Hawks took a long look at his new "assistant. " Axhelm was long-limbed athletic. Not an ounce of fat on him. His face was sculptured planes sharp nose slightly pointed chin gray killer's eyes. Blond hair cut ruthlessly short. Instead of a business suit he wore a long-sleeved turtleneck shirt and form-fitting slacks. All in black. The uniform of a burglar. "My assignment here " he began without preamble "is to reduce the... read more
