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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
Страница: 191 из 267He loved his alone time, and out here he could get it. As Rielly looked out the window, the only things she could make out were the lights of several farmhouses off in the distance.
A few minutes later, the car slowed to ten miles an hour, and the two agents stuck their chins over the dashboard in an effort to find the right address.
From the back seat, Rielly said, «It's the third one on the left.» As they got a little closer, she added, «That one right there by the white mailbox.»
The car turned and started down the long driveway. Rielly immediately noticed that all the lights were off in the house, and her heart sank. Mitch wasn't there yet. Salem turned the car around, driving on the lawn in the process, and parked in front of the garage facing the street.
Neither agent made an effort to get out of the car, so Rielly asked, «What are we doing?»
«We're waiting,» answered Pelachuk.
«For what?»
As innocently as possible, he said, «I don't have a key.»
«Well, I do.»
Pelachuk looked at his partner. «What do you think?»
«How long are we going to be waiting?»
«I don't know. An hour… maybe two.»
«I say we wait inside if she has a key.»
Pelachuk looked back at Rielly. «Would you like to go I inside?»
«Yes.» Rielly reached for the door handle.
«Hold on a minute. Let me go check things out first, I and then we'll go in.» Turning back to his partner, he said, «Anything funny happens, get her out of here and don't worry about me.»
Special Agent Pelachuk got out of the sedan and closed the door. Standing next to the car, in plain view of Rielly, he drew his weapon and disappeared around the side of the house. When he reached the deck in back, he looked down at the dock briefly and then put his gun away. The man knew no one was there. They'd had the house under surveillance since Monday. Grabbing his digital phone, he punched in a number and held the tiny encrypted phone to his ear.
After three rings, a voice said, «Hello.»
«We have the girl, and we're at the rendezvous point.»
«Does she suspect anything?»
«No. She even offered to let us in. Just like you thought.»
«Good. Don't touch anything when you get inside. We have no idea what kind of surprises he might have.»
«All right. Anything else?»
«What are you doing about her phone?»
«We're jamming it from the mobile unit in the trunk.»
«Good. Keep me informed if anything changes.»
«All right.
A few minutes later, the car slowed to ten miles an hour, and the two agents stuck their chins over the dashboard in an effort to find the right address.
From the back seat, Rielly said, «It's the third one on the left.» As they got a little closer, she added, «That one right there by the white mailbox.»
The car turned and started down the long driveway. Rielly immediately noticed that all the lights were off in the house, and her heart sank. Mitch wasn't there yet. Salem turned the car around, driving on the lawn in the process, and parked in front of the garage facing the street.
Neither agent made an effort to get out of the car, so Rielly asked, «What are we doing?»
«We're waiting,» answered Pelachuk.
«For what?»
As innocently as possible, he said, «I don't have a key.»
«Well, I do.»
Pelachuk looked at his partner. «What do you think?»
«How long are we going to be waiting?»
«I don't know. An hour… maybe two.»
«I say we wait inside if she has a key.»
Pelachuk looked back at Rielly. «Would you like to go I inside?»
«Yes.» Rielly reached for the door handle.
«Hold on a minute. Let me go check things out first, I and then we'll go in.» Turning back to his partner, he said, «Anything funny happens, get her out of here and don't worry about me.»
Special Agent Pelachuk got out of the sedan and closed the door. Standing next to the car, in plain view of Rielly, he drew his weapon and disappeared around the side of the house. When he reached the deck in back, he looked down at the dock briefly and then put his gun away. The man knew no one was there. They'd had the house under surveillance since Monday. Grabbing his digital phone, he punched in a number and held the tiny encrypted phone to his ear.
After three rings, a voice said, «Hello.»
«We have the girl, and we're at the rendezvous point.»
«Does she suspect anything?»
«No. She even offered to let us in. Just like you thought.»
«Good. Don't touch anything when you get inside. We have no idea what kind of surprises he might have.»
«All right. Anything else?»
«What are you doing about her phone?»
«We're jamming it from the mobile unit in the trunk.»
«Good. Keep me informed if anything changes.»
«All right.