Book1:TeDream-Maker (第16/166页)

dream，Dimitricametothetall，imposingbusinessbuilding，WorldBank，forthepurposeofespionage．Hewalkedinandstoodthereforamoment，watgatadistahechaotiebeforehim．Crerswerelinedupbeforetheters，jostling,shouting,talking,totallyignthebankofficialswhotriedtopacifythem．Dimitrinoddedinsatisfathathispnswerealreadyina．Hegotintotheelevator．Half，asexyandfashionablydressedyoungwomain，obviouslyasecretary，carryingatraywithacrystalbottleofLouisXⅢandsomewinegsses．Shepushedthebuttonforthepenthouse．ThebodyguardsatthedoorletherinandDimitrifollowedherintotheluxuriousoffir．Kaffee．Aboutadozenpeoplewerehuddledatoneendofthelongfereable．VeinsstoodoutonhistempleandbeadsofcoldsweatbegantoshowonhisforeheadasMr．Kaffeelistehereportsofhismosttrustedaides．Gohegentlemanlikemannersandculturedspeetimesofcrisis，herevealedhimselfinhistruecolorsshouting,

    "ThisisnoFKence！Wefoundouttoogoddamnte！Paisanos,thisisapremeditatedplot，capiche?Idon’tFKencareaboutthoseson-of-a-bitchesstealingh．I’vegotplentyofwaystogetthatSh1T．Whatchillsmeistheonebilliondolrreward．Someonemightratonus.”Hiseyeslookedmenaglyatthosearouable．"youguyswithstaation?you?"Therewaspletesileheroom．Noonedaredtomeethisacgeyes．Mr．Kaffeestoodupandwalkedrestlesslytoandfrolikeacagedlion．Deepdowninhisheart,hekhatinhisworlditwaseverymanforhimself．Theonlytiethatboundthesementohimwasnotloyaltybutgreedformoney．Hekheweaknessesofhumannaturealltoowell，havingmadefulluseofhispeersonhislongclimbupthedderofhis"family"．Finallyhecametotheonlyclusionpossible．Hestruckthetablewithhisfistforcefullyandsaid．

    "IwanthimFKensnuffed!Whoeverthatson-of-a-bitchiswhtoFKwithus．Iwanthimsnuffed!hoishe?Whatfamilyishefrom?"

    "Uh...Dunno，DonKaffee．Weain’tevahoidofhimbefo’.”

    "Heonlysendshissoldiers.”

    "Theysayhe’ssomeno-namebillionaire.”

    1

    "ThebeefisthathisnameisDimitriJa.”

    "Whoeverheis，Iwanthimwipedout!IwantyouguystohithimwitheveryFKenthingwe’vegot．Everything，cabishee?Seofthefamily．Iwanthimsnuffed！Iwantraceofthisassholeleft，cabishee?"Mr．Kaffee’svoicerosetoascreedhisfaceturred.Dimitrifeltachildishdelightthathecouldheformidablemobsterintoababblingmassofnerves．Hecppedhishandsandughedoutloud，saying，"I’mhere！I’mhere！eame!”

    Hewokeupughingandsaying，"I’mhere！I’mtheoneyou’relookingfor！"Thepeoplewaitingatthebusstop,eagertogethomeafterahardday’swork,turheirheadsandlookedathimcuriously．Dimitrilookedaroundhimdazed，andfoundthatitwasalreadygettingdark．Hesighed，"Backtotherealwain.”Helookedupatthetallimposingbuildingwithlightsalbze，ahimself，sittingonthecurbofthesidewalk．"HowItoppleabanklikethatsingle-handedly?Iamonlyoneinacrowd;amanoreetlikeanantintheforest．Butaninsignifitmanlikemesurehadaludicrousdream!”WhathedidnotknowwasthatMr．Kaffeewasalreadyfagthegreatestchallengeofhislife．Fromwithinhistight-knitcircle，thestruggleforpowerhadbegunandhislieutenantswerefightingforsuccession．

    Dimitrishookhishead，stretchedhisstiffandagbodyandsaid，"Timetogohome，Iguess.”HewalkedslowlytowardsMarianna’shouse，dubiousastotheroleheshouldpyinthisprosperous，fast-