“Well, I can say for sure that your boys are head and shoulders above any casino security force I’ve ever seen,” Tullie pointed out. “Most guards are just for show-to discourage folks from trying to get their money back by stickin’ up the joint. I’d say that any team of pros that tries to work their scam assuming your team is window dressing will be in for a nasty surprise. They may not be able to spot every scam, but if the opposition gets even a little sloppy, they’ll know it in a minute.”
“I guess that’s the best we can do.” Phule sighed. “I only wish we had some kind of extra edge.”
“You do,” the instructor insisted. “I told you before, that little girl you got, Mother, is gonna make it real hard for anyone to get cute. She’s superb. And I don’t say that about many people. Easily the best `eye-in-the-sky’ person I’ve ever seen. Even my own people had trouble pulling stuff while she was watching. In fact, I’d like to talk to her before I leave about maybe hiring her myself when her enlistment’s up … if it’s all right with you.”
“You can certainly try talking to her,” Phule said, smiling, but I don’t think you’ll get far. She’s deathly shy when it comes to face-to-face conversation. That’s why we had the whole camera and microphone setup in the first place. If you really want to talk to her, I suggest you borrow one of our communicators and talk to her over that.”
“That reminds me,” Tullie said, clicking his fingers. “I wanted to be sure to thank you for setting up that crazy camera and mike rig. It’s the weirdest thing I’ve seen in a long time, but it worked like a charm. In fact, I’m thinking of trying the same thing back at my school and adding `eye-in-the-sky’ to my curriculum. I owe you one for that. I don’t think there’s another school going that offers that kind of training.”