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"Well, Mr Kendall, let us say you purchased twenty thousand shares in Rockford Metals today and sold them on Friday, you should make a profit of twenty, twenty-two per cent. Something like that," Collier said. He paused and shook his head. "In other words, you'll make quite a killing."He paused once again and smiled. "But somehow, Mr Kendall, I don't think you came here to talk about investments, did you?"Kendall smiled and shook his head. No, he hadn't. He had quite a different kind of killing on his mind ... the killing of Robert Andrews.