Brent Taber watched the match go out and then said, "You're the Goddamnedest phony I've met this week." "They said you'd say that, but all I want is to see the man and then I'll know. I'll tell you in a jiffy if he's my brother." "All right." Charles Blackwell gulped a throatful of smoke in disbelief. Evidently they'd told him it wouldn't be as easy as this.