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He had been carrying a case。 He put it on the table and opened it。 The first thing he took out seemed to be an adding machine。 At least； it looked like one。 He took off the bottom and there inside it lay his very ornate； silver…chased and engraved Llama。45 automatic！ I blinked。 Then I realized that； encased in the bottom of what was apparently an adding machine； the gun had not registered as a gun on the detectors at the New York heliport。 He checked it and then put it in what appeared to be a back belt holster。 He removed several clips from the adding machine and put them in his pocket。
That done； he pulled a package of black plastic garbage bags from his grip and put it on the table。 Again I blinked。 Did he think he was going to win so much money that he needed that many huge sacks that size to carry it？ If he did； he'd have the whole Atlantic City Mafia to fight off en masse！
He set out a pad one could write on that made multiple copies。 It had clamps on the bottom and he fixed it on his knee。
He opened then another case。 A sign： Nikon。 Where had I seen that before？ Ah； Lynchburg。 He had bought two scrap cameras and transferred the labels and this was one of them。
THE TIME…SIGHT！
He was unstrapping it and checking its battery。 With its Nikon label； the Voltarian time…sight looked for all the world like an ancient 8mm motion…picture camera。
He turned to the rail； pointed it down at the first roulette wheel below and got to work。
There was a huge clock on the far wall of the casino； very futuristic； but it had a second hand。 Heller would look into the eyepiece of the time…sight and then twiddle a knob； then glance at the clock and write something on the kneepad。
It required a trained eye to read that image in the time…sight and it took me several minutes before I could make out more than flashing dots。 Then I could see numbers。
Heller was reading the winning numbers of that wheel for the rest of the afternoon and evening！ And he was recording them to the exact second on the pad！
He couldn't lose！
Oh； the Atlantic City Mafia would kill him if he won the quantities he inevitably would！
Heller started on the second table's wheel。 He was advancing the time…sight knob a minute or two at a time。 He was writing without looking at the pad and he was doing it so fast I was missing most of the numbers。
Heller had finished the second wheel and was working on the third when voices sounded behind him。
He did not look around。 He was almost finished。
I recognized Mamie Boomp's hoarse tones and very American accent。 〃The mayor？ Oh； I had the date all right； dear。 But his wife was raising so much hell with him； he couldn't do a thing。 That's why you find me singing here in this dump。 And if they don't e across with our pay tonight； there won't be any floor show。 Bunch of hoods。〃
Heller had pleted。 He turned around。 Before Krak could even introduce him； Mamie said； 〃So this is the sailor。 Oh； man； you can pick 'em； Joy。〃 To Heller she said； 〃How's the fleet？〃
Heller said； 〃I hope okay。〃 He courteously seated the girls at the table。
Mamie said； 〃So Bonbucks Teller worked out。 Well； I'm really glad。 I can't afford them myself。 Maybe I ought to find me a sailor and settle down。 Do they pay you well； these days； young feller？〃
〃I haven't seen any Fleet pay for quite a while；〃 said Heller。
〃Hey； that's no good；〃 said Mamie。 〃That's two of us。 If these hoods don't cough up。。。 Oh； oh。 We've got pany。〃
Two very tough…looking men had e up to the table。 One said； 〃What you doin' with that camera； sonny？〃
Heller said； 〃It has no film in it。〃
The second tough mug said； 〃Can we see it？〃
Heller opened it in front of them。 〃See？ No film。〃
The mug said； 〃Well； put it away； kid。 We don't allow no pictures in here。 What's this？ An adding machine？〃
〃I got a system；〃 said Heller。 〃The numbers e in on the celestial spheres and I add them up。〃
The first tough mug let out a barking laugh and looked at the other one as though to say； here's another one。 The second one said； 〃Well； figure out anything you like； kid。 But put the machinery away。 Have fun。〃
〃Oh； I will；〃 said Heller。
They walked off。
〃Well； kids； I got to go on shortly。 We only do two shows this afternoon and if we don't get paid； there won't be any tonight。 Sailor； would you like to buy us some dinner around six？〃
〃I'd be charmed to；〃 said the perfectly mannered Royal officer； getting up as she rose。
〃I'll be on that stage way over there to the end of the hall；〃 said Mamie。 〃So listen good。〃
She was gone and Heller sat back down。
〃She's nice；〃 said the Countess。
〃You're nicer；〃 said Heller。 〃Now； pay attention； dizzy dame。 Here is your list。 The times are by that big clock up there on the wall…the one with the gold cupids。 Here is 1；000。 Go down to that window and buy 1；000 worth of chips。 Go to a table and put down your bet。 Bet on whole numbers only。 Never bet more than 285 at a time。〃
〃Why？〃
〃The win on a whole number is thirty…five to one。 Your winnings must not exceed more than 10；000 at a time。 IRS takes note of who wins more than 10；000 and they record it； but up to that they don't。 So every time you win； cash in your chips。 Then go back to a different table and bet on a whole number。〃
〃It is chicanery；〃 said the Countess。 〃What is this list？〃
〃The winning numbers with their times for each of those three roulette wheels。 For some reason； all play stops at 10：21 P。 M。 tonight on all wheels。 But until then； those are the numbers that win。 Now； here is a plastic bag。 If your purse overflows； start using the bag。 Ready？〃
〃And if we win enough money； we'll be that much closer to going home？〃 said the Countess。
〃Right。〃
〃Let's go；〃 said the Countess。
She went directly to buy her chips but Heller… stuffing the rest of the garbage bags under his belt out of sight…checked his case at the cloakroom； bought some chips and then went to another table than the one the Countess was standing by。
She watched a couple of spins to see what the game was all about。 She looked at her list for that table number； verified that it really had just e up with the numbers on her list； glanced at the time and then put 285 worth of chips on the next list number； 0。
〃Round and round the little ball goes；〃 said the man at the wheel。 〃Where she stops； nobody knows。 All bets down。〃
The metallic sizzling of the ball slowed。 It went into number 5； then with a clink； dropped into 0。
The croupier raked in all other bets than 0； tabbed it and shoved a stack of chips at the Countess。
She promptly picked them up； went over to the window and cashed them in。 She dropped 9；975 into the sack。 She was going to bypass her purse from the start。
Heller； at another table； had placed a bet on 13 and 13 came up。 He took his chips and went over and cashed them in and dropped the money in his sack。 He； too； was going to bypass inadequate things like pockets。
The Countess looked at the clock； went to a different table； looked at her list and bet on 5。 It came up。 She took her chips to the window and cashed them in。 She dropped her second 9；975 into her sack。
Back and forth they went； always a different table from the one they had just played。
I was certain somebody would catch on。 The crowd was fairly thick and it was not too badly dressed。 But Heller in his gray lounge suit； blue silk shirt and blue polka…dot ascot really stood out。 He was taller and blonder than any of the men around。
The tunic the Countess had been wearing under the chinchilla was bright metallic blue to match the wide…bottomed pants； and even though it seemed very un…frilled； she stood out like a spotlighted model amongst the furs and dowdy dresses of the rest。
How long could they keep this up without the house getting wise？
After about an hour； two men were suddenly confronting Heller。 One of them looked him up and down。 〃How old are you； kid？〃
〃Old enough；〃 said Heller。
〃Kids under eighteen aren't allowed in here；〃 said one。 〃You got any I。D。？〃
〃Right here；〃 said Heller。 He pulled out a driver's license and passport。 He handed them over。
〃Johnny Cattivo；〃 read one of the floor men。 〃Twenty…two。〃
〃Hey；〃 said the other one； 〃there's a Cattivo in the Faustino mob。 Any relation？〃
〃We had a breakup；〃 said Heller。 〃We were wrenched apart。〃
The two men looked at Heller rather oddly。 They gave him back the I。D。 and walked off。 I suddenly remembered Cattivo was one of the mob that had tried to kidnap Heller at the garage in Spreeport。
Meanwhile； a dopey croupier at table two suddenly realized he had paid Krak several times。 He gave a signal to the man at the wheel。 That one suddenly threw the ball in the opposite direction around the rim and quite obviously reached down to tamper with the result； probably a magnetic device under the table。
The number came up exactly where Krak had her money…on 5。 Heller's system was even beating a crooked wheel！
Three men and a woman had caught on that Heller always won。 They started placing bets alongside of his； riding his coattails。
Heller let it go that time and they all won。 But the next time at the next table； still followed by the four； he put a thousand…dollar chip on the wrong number and with a great demonstration。 It lost。 They stopped following him。
Back and forth； back and forth。 The big sacks were getting fuller and fuller。
There was a wait at one of the several cashier windows for Krak。 Suddenly two armed guards rushed into the cage and handed the man there a flat case full of money。 The cashier signed for it and then paid Krak。
Back and forth； back and forth。 Win； win； win； win； win！
By half past five； each had a bulging sack。 They met。
〃This is hard work；〃 the Countess said。 〃Can we go to dinner now？ I got so involved； I didn't even hear Mamie sing。 I've got these new boots on and my feet are killing me！ I never knew before that winning all the time required that you walk fifty miles； too！〃
Heller said； 〃All right。 We'll refuel and get back at it again。 I don't think there's more than half a million in each of these two bags。 If we can push it to two million tonight； we'll have Izzy out of the woods。〃
〃Won't they run out of money here？〃 said the Countess。
〃I've seen them bringing some in from the bank or their other casinos；〃 said Heller。 〃That's their problem。 Let's eat。〃
Chapter 6
Mamie Boomp had already nailed down a big booth in the far corner of the large； posh dining room。 She waved them over。 They threw their sacks down on the semicircular red leather seat and sat down； one on either side of her。
〃I didn't hear you sing；〃 said the Countess。
〃I didn't sing；〃 said Mamie。 〃We're going on strike until we get paid。 There's only thirty of us in the stage show but； Mafia or no Mafia； we can take them on。 Four other casinos belong to the same crowd and they'll be walking out too； tomorrow。 Let's eat。 It may be a long time between pheasants under glass。〃
As they were a bit early； they had no trouble getting served。 They had steamed clams and broiled lobster and Heller showed Krak how you used a fork and how you used a claw…cracker and a lobster meat pick。 Mamie was so busy piling up the clamshells she didn't even notice that it might seem strange that Heavenly Joy Krackle from Sleepy Hollow； New York； thought it was pretty primitive not to have electric knives and suction…plunger tongs and proper spray cans to season the food correctly。
Krak was being a good sport about it。 〃If you kind of pretend you're camping out；〃 she said； gesturing with a fork at the posh and ornate dining hall； 〃it's kind of fun。 And this is delicious seafood。 Do they cook it on the beach？ I can taste the sea salts。〃
〃It es from the sea；〃 said Heller。
〃Really？〃 said Krak。 〃Not from proper tanks？ Hey； now； they must have boat people that fish in the sea！ Say； Jettero； I just remembered that there were some boat peopl