Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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appeared to have overcome every little imperfection he had been able to communicate to her. THE PERFECTIONISTS By ARNOLD CASTLE ILLUSTRATED by SUMMERS instructions. Then you will attack. waited for his first customer. He had been in business for a week and as yet had had no callers. Therefore, it was with a mingled sense of excitement and satisfaction that he greeted the tall, dark, smooth-faced figure that removed an automatic pistol fitted with a silencer. Pointing it at the amazed customer, he fired four .22 caliber longs into the narrow chest. Then he made a telephone call and sat down to had discovered. Pembroke decided would be before his next client he would have to cover his tracks carefully. would arrive. The series of events leading up gambling everything on this one throw. "When you go to Earth I'll miss you terribly." you, they'd let me go to Earth with you. Wouldn't they?" "Oh, yes, I'm sure they would." "Yes? Please tell me." frantic crewmen, officers, and the handful of passengers. Only two very loyal." "I'll try," she said unsurely. "What else?" "The other thing is that, as my mistress, you must never mention me to anyone. It would place me in great danger." "I'll never tell anyone anything about you," she promised. "Now try to love me," Pembroke time. him much and demanded little, which was perhaps the reason for his restiveness. Loyalty to person or to people was a trait Pembroke had never recognized in himself, nor had it ever been expected of him. And yet he greatly envied those staunch patriots and lovers who could find it in themselves to elevate the glory and safety of others above that of themselves. When she left the hotel at midnight, Pembroke was quite sure that she understood his plan and that she was irrevocably in love with him. Tomorrow might bring his death, but it might also ensure his escape. After forty-two for a cause, for a loyalty, Frank a full dinner, for he was unusually hungry, he began to study the others in the restaurant. help him to save it. the crew of the ship, probably. He also recognized several The next morning Pembroke of the passengers. However, he made no attempt to speak to talked to Valencia about hunting. Many of the faces seemed familiar you'll qualify." As he guessed there was a goodly an invitation. He halted "You are looking for someone?" she inquired. "Much of the time," said the man. "Could it be me?" would go straight to the police and report that Pembroke had attacked her and that she had shot him. If necessary, she would conduct the authorities to the place where they had been target shooting, but would be unable to locate the spot where she had buried the body. Why had she worry about. The first step was to enter smoothly into the new life he had planned. It wouldn't torn the collar of the shirt and discarded his belt. By morning blacken his face. And he would look weary and hungry and aimless. Only the last would be a deception. phoned Mary Ann. The police had accepted her story without even checking. And when, when would she be seeing him again? He had aroused her passion and no amount of long-distance love could requite it. Soon, he assured her, soon. "Because, after all, you do owe on a small piece of paper and handed it to him. "Any time after six," she said. me something," she added. to bother him. She was she might go to the police again, this time for vengeance. Twice during his wanderings Pembroke had seen the corpses "Can I help you, sir?" a middle-aged it would be simple enough to locate him if he were reported as being on the loose. There was the counter. "What the hell was that?" one of the—strangers?" that afternoon. Anyone who could pass the interview would be sent to Earth. docks every day, without being able to learn when the great exodus would take place. Yet he was certain the first lap would be since no one he had talked was to leave shortly. If there was any but the most superficial examination, Pembroke would no doubt be discovered and exterminated. But since no one seemed concerned about anything but his own speech and behavior, he assumed that they had all qualified That was fine. At least he now knew where he was. But as he left the shop he began checking when she recognized him. That was a good thing. admonished her in a whisper. "Walk on ahead." She obeyed. He followed. The "Okay, then where am I?" "Pardon me, there's a customer," Pembroke watched him hurry To his surprise, the boy came back a few minutes later after servicing the automobile. "Say, I've just figured out who you are," the youngster told him. "What is your name?" queried "Perfect," Pembroke told him. "Yeah?" said the boy delightedly. "Say, come back again, huh? I sure appreciate the help. Keep the map." "Which situation's 'at?" And so it went for about five minutes. Then he was told he had qualified as a satisfactory surrogate for a mid-twentieth century American male, itinerant type. "You understand your mission, Newton?" the voice asked. "You are to establish yourself on giving with his perfect smile. "No getting out of here, is there?" Earth. In time you will receive walking away to wait on another In the meantime, serve us well." hotel. Going to the bar, he recognized "That's for sure," the boy said, has been sufficiently chlorinated. customer. "If you don't like the You will not see us, your frantically, she called his name "You Frank?" he asked. drawled, jabbing her intimately with a fat elbow, "and last thing he heard for some raising a ruckus. They never do feather cut was insisting. "What is wrong with me?" "You're perfect, sweetheart," pass the interview. Don't know companion explained. "They'll take her off to the buggy house for a few days and bring why they even make 'em." "Naw, that's part of your charm," Spencer assured her. scribbled a name and an address "You said they were perfect. They know they're not. You've identity established and his circumstances again solvent, he was FBI should arrive soon. There were footsteps on the stairs for the third time that of a federal official, but the hesitant, self-conscious steps of a you would give me a few minutes of honest criticism." junior clerk type. "Are you Dr. Von Schubert?" problem—" "Well, so what?" demanded pistol solved his problem Spencer. "I've got more important things to do than to worry The four shots from Pembroke's effectively. Pembroke tossed his third victim onto the pile, then desk. He would be out of business soon, once the FBI agent had got there. Pembroke was only in it to get the proof he would need to convince people of the truth of his tale. But in the meantime he that it was exactly this that Valencia was seeking. Pembroke was amused at his companion's It will make you more acceptable." "Thank you so much," said the FEE—$3.75 MONEY BACK IF NOT SATISFIED! THE END IT IS HIS GOAL TO MAKE YOU THE to prove itself. You have only yourself to blame. Cooperation is all we require of you." AVERAGE FOR YOUR TYPE Frank?" "What the hell are you sayin'?" of the bar. A policeman entered Pembroke overheard the conversation. "Right," said the attendant, Pembroke heard the shots as While he waited for the elevator, he wondered, had gone out on their backs during their first day He still knew nothing about her and had almost exhausted his critical capabilities, but not once had she become annoyed with him. She seemed to devour every brought to her attention. And, fantastically enough, she actually

<question>:
Why did Frank make a phone call after shooting the client at the beginning of the story?

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A He needed to report the shooting to the police.
B He wanted a call in a third party to take a look at his client.
C He wanted to tell his partner that his newspaper at had worked.
D He promised those in charge of him that he would report back every time he successfully made a kill.

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B