““But didn’t you see that last technique?” Baker pressed. “The blindfold?” He sounded incredulous, but the eyes were still watchful. I noticed the subtle twitch of Hanrahan’s neck muscles and knew that he was listening carefully as well. “Baker,” I said wearily, “it’s a good stunt. It takes a lot of practice. But in the long run, you know what?” I paused. “What, Burke?” “I don’t train to fight fruit. And I bet you don’t either.” The Colonel sat back in the seat and smiled. “What do you think, Hanrahan?” “He’ll do,” the sergeant said.””