Jadiver shook his head. "Intellectual curiosity. I'm doing all right in
my own line."
"It's a theory," said Burlingame. "You can't touch banks or financial
institutions. Too many electronic safeguards, robots, and what have you.
In order to get past that kind of equipment, you have to be a top-notch
scientist--and one that can do better at a top-notch job.
"Now, who's got money? The rich, and they _want_ to show it off wherever
they go. Naturally they take precautions, too, but people are always
involved and that's the weakness. You can build a machine that does one
thing perfectly, but people make mistakes--they get rattled. Teamwork
can take advantage of it. A feint here, and a block there, and before
anyone knows what's happening, we're through their defenses. With, of
course, their money."
Jadiver looked at him, at his handsome, ruddy, respectable face. "You
played football?"