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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
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«How long until we can make the call?»
«The van should behere within five minutes.» Dumond pointed to a map on the kitchen counter, As he walked over to it, he said, «We really don't have any hits on his cell phone at this time of the day, so I can't guarantee we'll be in the right area when he takes the call.»
«What are you talking about, Marcus?» Rapp's voice was tinged with irritation.
«I pulled up his cell tower usage for the last three months and plotted it on the map. These bright yellow pieces of paper mark the top ten towers he has most frequently used.» Dumond grabbed a piece of paper lying on the map. «This lists the calls, what time of the day they were made, for how long, and what tower they were routed through.»
«Get to the point, Marcus.»
«The point is, I don't have him making too many calls after eleven in the evening, so it's going to be hard to predict what area of town he'll be in.»
«Shit.»
«In the morning we'll have a better chance.»
Coleman placed his hand on Rapp's shoulder and nodded toward Dumond's bedroom, Rapp followed him into the room and closed the door.
«What's up?»
«Are you sure you're up for this?» asked Coleman.
«What kind of a question is that?»
«It's a damn good one.»
«Have you ever known me not to be up for something?»
«I've never seen you in love.»
«What in the hell does that have to do with this?» snapped Rapp.
«It has everything to do with this. They have Anna, and it's your judgment. You're too emotional.»
«Don't worry about me, Scott.»
«I am going to worry about you. You're out there snapping at Marcus like he's your little brother.»
«He is like a little brother to me.»
Coleman took a step back. «This isn't good, man.»
«What isn't good?»
«I'm telling you, you're too emotional. I think you should turn this over to someone else.»
«Who? The fucking feds? Yeah… let's get the HRT in here. That would go over really well, right up to the point where Anna gets killed and they start asking who I am.»
«I'm not talking about the feds, Mitch. Just calm down for a second. You need to know when to let go. This thing is going to get worse before it gets better, and you can't let your emotions get in the way of making the right call.»
Rapp was going to argue but thought better of it. «If at any time you think I'm blowing this thing, you let me know; I respect your judgment, and I'll listen.» He paused for a second and added, «With one exception.
«How long until we can make the call?»
«The van should behere within five minutes.» Dumond pointed to a map on the kitchen counter, As he walked over to it, he said, «We really don't have any hits on his cell phone at this time of the day, so I can't guarantee we'll be in the right area when he takes the call.»
«What are you talking about, Marcus?» Rapp's voice was tinged with irritation.
«I pulled up his cell tower usage for the last three months and plotted it on the map. These bright yellow pieces of paper mark the top ten towers he has most frequently used.» Dumond grabbed a piece of paper lying on the map. «This lists the calls, what time of the day they were made, for how long, and what tower they were routed through.»
«Get to the point, Marcus.»
«The point is, I don't have him making too many calls after eleven in the evening, so it's going to be hard to predict what area of town he'll be in.»
«Shit.»
«In the morning we'll have a better chance.»
Coleman placed his hand on Rapp's shoulder and nodded toward Dumond's bedroom, Rapp followed him into the room and closed the door.
«What's up?»
«Are you sure you're up for this?» asked Coleman.
«What kind of a question is that?»
«It's a damn good one.»
«Have you ever known me not to be up for something?»
«I've never seen you in love.»
«What in the hell does that have to do with this?» snapped Rapp.
«It has everything to do with this. They have Anna, and it's your judgment. You're too emotional.»
«Don't worry about me, Scott.»
«I am going to worry about you. You're out there snapping at Marcus like he's your little brother.»
«He is like a little brother to me.»
Coleman took a step back. «This isn't good, man.»
«What isn't good?»
«I'm telling you, you're too emotional. I think you should turn this over to someone else.»
«Who? The fucking feds? Yeah… let's get the HRT in here. That would go over really well, right up to the point where Anna gets killed and they start asking who I am.»
«I'm not talking about the feds, Mitch. Just calm down for a second. You need to know when to let go. This thing is going to get worse before it gets better, and you can't let your emotions get in the way of making the right call.»
Rapp was going to argue but thought better of it. «If at any time you think I'm blowing this thing, you let me know; I respect your judgment, and I'll listen.» He paused for a second and added, «With one exception.