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dwestlake.bankshot-第24章

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 tonight everybody was in  a much better mood。 Murch; in fact; apologetic for having given the group a  bumpier ride home than necessary last night; was going out of his way to be  cheerful and helpful。
  In the back of the garment delivery truck; in addition to Dortmunder and Kelp  and Herman and Victor; were the two sets of wheels for the trailer; now much  changed。 The boys had spent Saturday afternoon at the defunct puter…parts  plant; putting new tires on the wheels and building up the undercarriages with  plywood and two…by…fours to get them just the right height。 By now they  weighed almost twice as much as before and filled most of the interior of the  truck。
  Murch; having opened the rear doors; said; 〃The cops just went by。 You  should have a good half hour now before they e back。〃
  〃Right。〃
  It took all five of them to get the wheels down onto the ground and drag them  over to the trailer。 Dortmunder and Murch unhooked the wooden lattice that  closed off the end of the trailer; moved it to one side; and then all five of them  shoved and heaved the two sets of wheels into place…one way back near the  Kresge's wall; the other up near the front end。 Then Murch wrestled the lattice  back into position by himself; left it unhooked; and went oft to sit in the cab of  the truck and keep an eye on things。
  Under the trailer; the four of them had taken out pencil flashlights and were  looking around for the jacks。 There was one jack folded up against the trailer  bottom near each corner; and one man to each jack。 They were held up there  by clips screwed into place; but each man was also equipped with a  screwdriver; and it didn't take long to get the things unclipped; fold them down;  and crank them till the bottom plates…which looked like duck feet…were  placed firmly on the brick rubble underneath。 All of this was being done in a  space three feet high。 It would have been easier if they could have moved  around on their knees; but the brick rubble made that impossible; so they  waddled around like ducks themselves; in tune with the appearance of the jack  plates。
  Once they had all whispered back and forth that they were ready;  Dortmunder started a rhythmic slow counting; doing one turn on his jack crank  with each number: 〃One 。 。 。 two  three 。 。 。 four 。 。 。〃 Each of the others turned at the same rhythm; the idea  being that the trailer would be lifted straight up; with no canting or angling that  might inadvertently set oft an alarm。 For a long time; though; the trailer didn't lift  at all。 Nothing happened except that the duck feet crunched deeper and deeper  into the brick rubble。
  Then; all at once; the bottom of the trailer went sprong! It was like an oven  cooling and the metal side contracting。 They all four of them stopped turning;  and while Dortmunder and Victor froze; Herman and Kelp both lost their  balance from astonishment and unexpectedly sat down hard on the rubble。  〃Ow;〃 whispered Kelp; and Herman whispered; 〃Damn。〃
  They waited half a minute; but nothing else happened; so Dortmunder said  softly; 〃Okay; we'll go on。 Twenty…two 。 twenty…three 。 。 。 twenty…four 。 。
  〃It's ing!〃 Victor whispered excitedly。
  It was。 All at once illumination from the corner streetlight made a thin crack  between the bottom of the trailer and the top of the concrete block wall along  the front。
  〃Twenty…five;〃 Dortmunder said。 〃Twenty…six 。 。 。 twenty…seven 。 。
  They stopped at forty…two。 There was now nearly two inches of air between  trailer bottom and concrete block top。
  〃We'll do the back wheels first;〃 Dortmunder said。
  This was difficult。 Not because it was plicated hut because space was  tight and the undercarriage was heavy。 A broad metal strip was already mounted  beneath the trailer at each end; to take the undercarriages。 The strips contained  bolt holes; but they hadn't been able to judge ahead of time where to put the  corresponding holes in the built…up under…carriages; so now they had first to  position each undercarriage and mark the location of the bolt holes and then  move the undercarriage…without ramming it too hard or too often into any of  the jacks…and place it so Herman could make the holes with a battery…operated drill。 Then they put the wheel assembly back against the metal strip;  propped it up with extra rubble stuffed under the tires; and put on the bolts and  washers and nuts; six bolts to each undercarriage。
  It took an hour to get this far; and twice in that time the patrol car ambled by。  But they were too busy to notice; and since they were using their flashlights  sparingly and shielding the light as much as possible the police also remained unaware of them。
  Finally they had the wheels on; and the ground beneath smoothed again; and  now they went back to the jacks。 When all four of them were ready; they  started cranking back down; Dortmunder giving the count again; beginning with  〃one;〃 not 〃forty…two。〃
  There was no sprong on the way down; and the count ended at thirty…three。  They clipped the jacks back into place and restored the screws; and then  Dortmunder crawled out from under to check the relationship between the  bottom of the trailer and the top of the concrete block wall。 They had blown the  tires up extra hard; figuring they could let a little air out in order to lower the  trailer an inch or so if need be; but as it turned out they didn't have to。 The  weight of the trailer was enough to use up practically all the leeway they'd left so  that there was maybe half an inch at the lattice end of the front wall and  practically no space at all down at the Kresge end; where the safe was。 Maybe  an eighth of an inch。
  Dortmunder checked the back; and it was the same there; so he went down  to the open end and called softly; 〃It's okay。 e on out。〃 They'd been  waiting in there to be told to let air out of this tire or that。
  They came out; Herman carrying his black bag; and while Dortmunder and  Victor hooked the lattice back in place Herman and Kelp went around front to  finish the job。 Herman had a tube of tub caulk; the rubbery stuff that squeezes  out soft and never does entirely harden; and while he moved along the wall;  squirting this into the crack between the trailer and the concrete blocks; Kelp  followed him; smearing dirt onto the caulk to make it blend into the concrete。  They did the same thing in the back and then joined the others; who were  already in the truck。 Murch; who had e out of the cab for the purpose;  closed the doors behind them and trotted back up front to drive them away from  there。
  〃Well;〃 Dortmunder said as they all switched on their pencil flashes so they  could see one another; 〃I'd say we did a good night's work。〃
  〃By golly!〃 Victor said excitedly。 His eyes sparkled in the light。 〃I can hardly  wait till Thursday!〃
  
  
  16
  
  JOE MULLIGAN stumbled on his way into the bank and turned to glare at  the top step。 This was the seventh consecutive Thursday he'd been on this job;  you'd think by now he'd know the height of the steps。
  〃What's the matter; Joe?〃
  It was Fenton; the senior man。 He liked the boys to call him Chief; but none of  them ever did。 Also; even thou
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