Have a Nice Night by James Hadley Chase

so.'
    Maggie, looking pop-eyed, nodded.
    'This is a big deal, isn't it, Lu? I'm a bit worried. I wouldn't want to go to jail, but if you say it's going to be okay, then it's okay with me.'
    'You won't go to jail, baby, nor will I.'
    Maggie began stroking Brady's hand.
    'You know something, honey? I've never been screwed by a man of eighty. Shall we try?'
    Brady laughed. 'No. It's taken me three hours to fix this disguise. I'm not having you chewing me to bits. Go, cool off.'
    Standing in the doorway, Mike regarded this old man in the wheelchair. He was as fooled as Maggie had been and he thought, 'God! Is this decrepit old creep the man I have to work with?'
    While Mike was staring, Brady was also staring with cold, searching eyes, then he began to relax. This was quite a man, he thought. Not only tough, but he oozed discipline. Haddon had said he was an army sergeant. This wasn't a man who would lose his nerve. The sunken eyes bothered Brady, but the firm mouth and the strong jaw line balanced out the eyes.
    'I'm Mike Bannion,' the man said. 'Mr. Vance?'
    'Come in and sit down,' Brady said.
    He waited until Bannion had closed the door and had sat in a chair near where Brady's wheelchair was positioned.
    'So you're Mike Bannion,' Brady said in his old man's voice. 'Tell me about yourself.'
    Mike looked directly at Brady. There was something phony about this old man. This he felt instinctively.
    'I'm here to do a job,' he said. 'You don't want to know about me as I don't want to know about you. What's the job?'
    Brady liked this. This big soldier obviously meant business, he told himself, but he decided to probe further.
    'I've been told you are a good shot. How good a shot are you?'
    'Suppose we stop this crap?' Mike said. 'Tell whoever it is in the other room to come on out. Let's get down to business.'
    Maggie came from the bedroom, paused to regard Mike, then clasped her hands.
    'What a gorgeous hunk of man!' she exclaimed.
    Brady laughed, seeing Mike was staring at Maggie.
    'Let's all have a drink,' he said, and getting from his wheelchair, he walked to the bottles lined up on the table.
    'This is Maggie. She's working with us. What'll you have, Mike?'
    Stunned by the sudden activity of an old cripple and by the sight of Maggie, looking her sexiest, Mike just gaped. Then pulling himself together, he got to his feet.
    'Scotch?' Brady asked.
    'What the hell is all this?' Mike demanded.
    'Have a Scotch, Mike,' Brady said, pouring a big shot. 'Maggie, you had better lay off. I know Scotch ruins your concentration. Give Mike his drink while I make mine.'
    Maggie took the glass and crossed to Mike.
    'Here you are, big man,' she said.
    He took the glass, thinking he had never seen such a sexy looking woman. His mind was in a slight daze, then seeing Brady was waving him to a chair, he sat down.
    'Okay, Mike, sorry to have conned you, but I wanted to be sure you were the right man for the job,' Brady said as he sat in his wheelchair. 'I'm satisfied.'
    He looked at Maggie. 'How about you?'
    Maggie sighed. 'Oh yes. He's all gorgeous muscle!'
    Brady laughed. 'You'll have to get used to Maggie. It took me time to get used to her myself.'
    By now, Mike had recovered from the shock of seeing this aged man behave like a thirty year old and from Maggie's impact.
    'Mr. Vance,' he said in his curt military voice, 'I asked what this job is.'
    Maggie moaned softly. 'Isn't that a wonderful voice?' she said, fluttering her eyelashes.
    'Maggie, will you shut up?' Brady snapped, then turning to Mike, he went on, 'Here's what we are going to do. I'm acting as a cripple, Maggie is my nurse, you are my chauffeur.' He paused, then asked, 'You've got the uniform?'
    'I've got it.'
    'Fine. Here's the dope.' For the next twenty minutes, Brady explained the details of the steal.
    'Your job is to put the guards out of action if they show up. You will use a dart gun,' Brady concluded and signalled to Maggie who went into the bedroom and returned with the