Fortunately, he is now dressed as an assassin, and dragging such a big crocodile out, he doesn't have to worry about exposure under the surveillance cameras.
The walkie-talkie on his waist rang.
Hank Clegg answered, Franklin's voice promptly sounded from the other end.
"Did you see the man I just sent over?"
"I saw," Hank Clegg replied in his 'assassin' voice, "He's there to confirm Hank Clegg's body. I'll drag the crocodile's body out first. By the way, how should I deal with this crocodile?"
"Throw it into the lake to feed the other crocodiles." Franklin's suggestion was just what Hank Clegg had in mind.
He found a spot out of the monitor's view, and gazed at the island in the lake center...
The weather wasn't good that day. A thin mist shrouded the surface of the lake, and the island at the centre was barely visible through the fog.
Hank Clegg speculated that Victoria Talkington was not at the lake center.
