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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
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«Is there a chance he still might come tonight?»
«Yeah, but I don't want to get your hopes up.»
«Then I'll stay here.»
«Okay.» One of Cameron's phones started to ring. He looked to see which one it was and said, «If you'll excuse me, I need to get this.»
WITHIN SECONDS OF the words leaving Michael O'Rourke's lips, Rapp knew Anna was in trouble. He asked O'Rourke if he was sure Anna had told Liz she was going to meet him. O'Rourke said he was sitting right next to his wife when she took the call. Rapp was tempted to go upstairs and wake Liz, but after weighing what could be learned, he thought better of it. The last thing he needed right now was an emotional pregnant reporter on his hands. Rapp tried Rielly's apartment first. The answering machine picked up after four rings, and he hung up. When he tried her cell phone, a recorded voice told him the customer he was trying to reach was not available; Anna always answered her cell phone unless she was on the air. Something was wrong. Rapp strained to remain calm in front of O'Rourke. The ante had just been upped, and whoever these fuckers were, they were going to pay.
Before leaving, Rapp told O'Rourke not to say a word to his wife. O'Rourke was a bit reluctant at first until Rapp assured him that he could do a better job of finding Anna than the feds. Rapp promised to call, and then he and Coleman disappeared into the night.
He gave Coleman the address for Anna's apartment and told him to step on it. On the way; he dialed Stansfield's secure home number. When Kennedy answered, Rapp asked, «How's he doing?»
«He's asleep.»
«I think they have Anna.»
There was a moment of silence and then, «Are you sure?»
«Unfortunately, yes.»
«What do you want me to do?»
«I want you to get a team over to Anna's apartment right now.» Rapp gave her the address. «We should be there in, two minutes.»
«What else?»
«Put one of the SOG teams on alert. I might need them for backup.»
Kennedy was wondering how to handle the request for one of Langley's Special Operations groups. They were the CIA's equivalent of a SWAT team. She had the authority to make the request, but it would probably be better if Stansfield did it.
«I'll take care of it. Anything else?»
«This changes everything.»
Kennedy didn't like the detached calmness she heard in his voice. «How so?»
«I don't care how high this goes, I'm going to kill every last one of them.» Rapp ended the call and stared out the window as the truck raced up Wisconsin Avenue.
«Is there a chance he still might come tonight?»
«Yeah, but I don't want to get your hopes up.»
«Then I'll stay here.»
«Okay.» One of Cameron's phones started to ring. He looked to see which one it was and said, «If you'll excuse me, I need to get this.»
WITHIN SECONDS OF the words leaving Michael O'Rourke's lips, Rapp knew Anna was in trouble. He asked O'Rourke if he was sure Anna had told Liz she was going to meet him. O'Rourke said he was sitting right next to his wife when she took the call. Rapp was tempted to go upstairs and wake Liz, but after weighing what could be learned, he thought better of it. The last thing he needed right now was an emotional pregnant reporter on his hands. Rapp tried Rielly's apartment first. The answering machine picked up after four rings, and he hung up. When he tried her cell phone, a recorded voice told him the customer he was trying to reach was not available; Anna always answered her cell phone unless she was on the air. Something was wrong. Rapp strained to remain calm in front of O'Rourke. The ante had just been upped, and whoever these fuckers were, they were going to pay.
Before leaving, Rapp told O'Rourke not to say a word to his wife. O'Rourke was a bit reluctant at first until Rapp assured him that he could do a better job of finding Anna than the feds. Rapp promised to call, and then he and Coleman disappeared into the night.
He gave Coleman the address for Anna's apartment and told him to step on it. On the way; he dialed Stansfield's secure home number. When Kennedy answered, Rapp asked, «How's he doing?»
«He's asleep.»
«I think they have Anna.»
There was a moment of silence and then, «Are you sure?»
«Unfortunately, yes.»
«What do you want me to do?»
«I want you to get a team over to Anna's apartment right now.» Rapp gave her the address. «We should be there in, two minutes.»
«What else?»
«Put one of the SOG teams on alert. I might need them for backup.»
Kennedy was wondering how to handle the request for one of Langley's Special Operations groups. They were the CIA's equivalent of a SWAT team. She had the authority to make the request, but it would probably be better if Stansfield did it.
«I'll take care of it. Anything else?»
«This changes everything.»
Kennedy didn't like the detached calmness she heard in his voice. «How so?»
«I don't care how high this goes, I'm going to kill every last one of them.» Rapp ended the call and stared out the window as the truck raced up Wisconsin Avenue.