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"
The
private
sector
,
"
said
Wood
,
"
the
public
sector
.
You
know
.
There
’
s
a
lot
of
interplay
these
days
.
"
"
But
I
can
assure
you
,
"
said
Stone
,
with
another
smiley
smile
,
"
we
are
the
good
guys
.
Are
you
hungry
,
sir
?
"
He
reached
into
a
pocket
of
his
jacket
,
pulled
out
a
Snickers
bar
.
"
Here
.
A
gift
.
"
"
Thanks
,
"
said
Shadow
.
He
unwrapped
the
Snickers
bar
and
ate
it
.
"
I
guess
you
’
d
like
something
to
drink
with
that
.
Coffee
?
Beer
?
"
"
Water
,
please
,
"
said
Shadow
.
Stone
walked
to
the
door
,
knocked
on
it
.
He
said
something
to
the
guard
on
the
other
side
of
the
door
,
who
nodded
and
returned
a
minute
later
with
a
polystyrene
cup
filled
with
cold
water
.
"
CIA
,
"
said
Wood
.
He
shook
his
head
,
ruefully
.
"
Those
bozos
.
Hey
,
Stone
.
I
heard
a
new
CIA
joke
.
Okay
:
how
can
we
be
sure
the
CIA
wasn
’
t
involved
in
the
Kennedy
assassination
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
said
Stone
.
"
How
can
we
be
sure
?
"
"
He
’
s
dead
,
isn
’
t
he
?
"
said
Wood
.
They
both
laughed
.
