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"Brick Daddy," he said, holding out a data disc. "I managed to get the information on the Master Builder's whereabouts, as well as the ship I know you'd be interested in."
"Good job," Brick Daddy chuckled, accepting the disc. "You've done a great deal for us so far, even if you did let the Master Builder and the Earth Cop leave last time."
"I hope this will help make up for that error," he bowed in apology.
"Yes, perhaps it will," Brick Daddy agreed. "Skully!" he called. A moment later, an alien in a skull mask approached and Brick Daddy handed him the disc. "You've been to Earth, before, under Octan orders, correct?"
"Yes, Brick Daddy," Skully nodded.
"Good. Then find the Master Builder on this disc as well as the ship he made and bring them both to me."
"Yes, Brick Daddy," Skully nodded again. He left the room, and Brick Daddy faced the other person again.
"If all goes well, we will soon have control over this Sector as well as Earth," Brick Daddy laughed. "Make sure you keep the rest of the Space Police from interfering, Chief."
"I will do as you ask," the Chief nodded. "And I will get my end of the deal after it is completed, right?"
"Yes," Brick Daddy nodded. "I am an alien of my word."
"Thank you, Brick Daddy," the Chief bowed again. "You are quite generous."
As he left the room, a pair of eyes hidden behind square glasses watched carefully from the hiding place outside the building. "Did the bug pick up everything?" he whispered to his partner, lowering the binoculars.
"Yes," the woman whispered back. "We now have the proof we need. It's a good thing K-9 Bot let us know what he overheard Mr. Cop said."
"Alert the others," he commanded. "We need to stop this before it goes any further."