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proposed Roxie for the position. The alibi I gave is that the worker types should be represented by someone who has more than two weeks’ experience on the job, but in reality I wasn’t sure how much longer I had before the Boss pulled me back to my normal duties and I did not want the movement to flounder from havin’ its leader disappear sudden like. The chore I did volunteer for was givin’ lessons in how to handle any outsiders the plant tried to hire, as most of the current worker types did not know a sawed-off pool cue from a tire iron when it came to labor negotiations.
    Between workin’ in the warehouse and helpin’ with the movement, I was so busy I almost missed my weekly meetin’ with Bunny. Fortuitously I remembered, which is a good thing as Bunny is a doll and no doll likes to be forgotten.
    “Hi, Babe!” I sez, givin’ her one of my seediest winks. “How’s it goin’?”
    “Well, you’re sure in a chipper mood,” she sez, grinnin’ back at me. “I thought I’d have good news for you, but I guess you already heard.”
    “Heard? Heard what?”
    “The assignment’s over. I’ve cracked the case.”
    Now this causes me a little guilt and embarrassment, as I have not thought about our assignment for days, but I cover for it by actin’ enthusiastic instead.
    “No foolin’? You found out how the stuff is bein’ liberated?”
    “Well, actually it turns out to be a case of embezzlement, not pilferage. One of the Deveels in Accounting was tinkering with the receiving records and paying for more than was coming in at the shipping dock.”
    “Bunny,” I sez, “try to remember that my degree is not in accounting. Could you perhaps try to enlighten me in baby talk so’s I can understand the nature of the heist?”
    “Okay. When we buy the raw materials, each shipment is counted and a tally sent to Accounting. That tally determines how much we pay to our supplier, as well as alerting us as to how much raw material there is in inventory. Now our embezzler had a deal going with the suppliers to bill us for more material than we actually received. He would rig the receiving tallies to tie out to the overage, pay the supplier for goods they never shipped, and then split the extra money with them. The trouble was that since the same numbers were used for the inventories, the records showed that there were more goods in inventory than were actually there, so when the plant came up short, the owner thought the employees were stealing from him. The missing goods weren’t being pilfered; they were never in the plant at all!”
    I gave a low whistle of appreciation.
    “That’s great, Bunny! The Boss’ll be real proud of you when he hears.”
    That actually made her blush a little.
    “I didn’t do it all by myself, you know. I wouldn’t have been able to prove anything if you hadn’t been feeding me duplicate records on the side.”
    “A mere trifling,” I sez expansively. “I for one am goin’ to make sure the Boss knows just what a gem he has workin’ for him so’s you get your just esteem in his eyes.”
    “Thanks, Guido,” she sez, layin a hand on my arm. “I try to impress him, but sometimes I think ...”
    She breaks off and looks away, and it occurs to me that she is about to commence leakin’ at the eyes. In an effort to avert this occurrence, which will undoubtedly embarrass us both, I wrench the conversation back to our original topic.
    “So what are they goin’ to do with this bum now that you caught him?”
    “Nothing.”
    “Say what?”
    “No, that’s not right. He’s going to get a promotion.”
    “Get outta here!”
    She turns back, and I can see she’s now got an impish grin on, which is a welcome change.
    “Really. It turns out he’s the owner’s brother-in-law. The owner is so impressed with the smarts it took to set up this scam that he’s giving the little creep a higher position in the organization. I guess he wants him stealing for the company instead of