says the acid will kill me one day. Other people say tobacco will. What? Look. Alex pointed at the sign on the opposite wall. It read: THANK YOU FOR NOT SMOKING. That Ive got enough clout for, announced Holland quietly as he snapped his lighter and lit a cigarette. Nearly twenty minutes passed. Every now and then one or the other of them picked up a magazine or a newspaper only to put it down moments later and look up at the inner door. Finally, twenty-eight minutes after he had disappeared with Panov, the doctor named Walsh reappeared. He tells me you know what hes requesting and that you have no objections, Director Holland.