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The Third Option :: Flynn Vince
Страница: 63 из 267If you don't give me an answer, our participation in this mission is over. If you spread any false rumors about why we backed out, I will have Mario pay you a visit.» Villaume glanced over at the large man sitting on the other side of the aisle. He had one continuous eyebrow that ran across an incredibly large head attached to a neck and body that weren't any smaller.
Cameron squirmed in his seat and looked over at Mario Lukas. The man gave him the creeps. Half Frankenstein, half Baby Huey, he followed Villaume as if he were the second coming. Cameron had no doubt he would be dead within seconds of Villaume giving the word. Cameron decided it wasn't a good idea to fight this particular battle. Villaume and his people could be dealt with later.
As if this was all a giant waste of time, Cameron asked, «What would you like to know?»
Villaume responded with a fake smile.» Are they cops?»
«No.»
«Do they have any military experience?»
Cameron paused. «Yes.»
«Both of them?»
«Yes.»
«Which branch?»
There was more hesitation on Cameron's part.» Army.»
«Any Special Forces training?»
«I can't get into that.»
Villaume scoffed. «The hell you can't.»
«I've given you all of the information you need.» Cameron held up his sat phone. «If you want out, tell me right now, and I'll call Duser.»
Villaume studied him. He had little doubt that Cameron was full of it. This whole thing was a rush job. Calling his bluff, he said, «Go ahead. Call him.»
Cameron looked at the phone for a moment and then swore under his breath. «Fine, Gus.» He shifted in his seat, saying, «God, you're a pain in the ass sometimes.» Throwing his arms up in surrender, he said,» Ask away.»
Cameron's slithery ways had Villaume's antenna way up. «Peter, I have been doing this for almost thirty years, and the only thing that has kept me alive is my thoroughness. Jerk my chain one more time, try to bluff me like you just did with that threatened phone call, or God forbid you're dumb enough to withhold information from me… like the fact that these two have spent time at Fort Bragg.» Villaume shook his head, and the hawk eyes burrowed in on the plump Cameron. Pointing at the Professor, he said, «You might end up in a tragic accident with that brand-new car of yours.»
THE FORD EXPLORER raced across the cement tarmac of the Essex Skypark and pulled up alongside the Learjet. The driver was in a hurry. Kevin Hackett had called to tell him a. storm front was moving in, and if they wanted to make it to Denver by sundown, they'd better step on it.
Cameron squirmed in his seat and looked over at Mario Lukas. The man gave him the creeps. Half Frankenstein, half Baby Huey, he followed Villaume as if he were the second coming. Cameron had no doubt he would be dead within seconds of Villaume giving the word. Cameron decided it wasn't a good idea to fight this particular battle. Villaume and his people could be dealt with later.
As if this was all a giant waste of time, Cameron asked, «What would you like to know?»
Villaume responded with a fake smile.» Are they cops?»
«No.»
«Do they have any military experience?»
Cameron paused. «Yes.»
«Both of them?»
«Yes.»
«Which branch?»
There was more hesitation on Cameron's part.» Army.»
«Any Special Forces training?»
«I can't get into that.»
Villaume scoffed. «The hell you can't.»
«I've given you all of the information you need.» Cameron held up his sat phone. «If you want out, tell me right now, and I'll call Duser.»
Villaume studied him. He had little doubt that Cameron was full of it. This whole thing was a rush job. Calling his bluff, he said, «Go ahead. Call him.»
Cameron looked at the phone for a moment and then swore under his breath. «Fine, Gus.» He shifted in his seat, saying, «God, you're a pain in the ass sometimes.» Throwing his arms up in surrender, he said,» Ask away.»
Cameron's slithery ways had Villaume's antenna way up. «Peter, I have been doing this for almost thirty years, and the only thing that has kept me alive is my thoroughness. Jerk my chain one more time, try to bluff me like you just did with that threatened phone call, or God forbid you're dumb enough to withhold information from me… like the fact that these two have spent time at Fort Bragg.» Villaume shook his head, and the hawk eyes burrowed in on the plump Cameron. Pointing at the Professor, he said, «You might end up in a tragic accident with that brand-new car of yours.»
THE FORD EXPLORER raced across the cement tarmac of the Essex Skypark and pulled up alongside the Learjet. The driver was in a hurry. Kevin Hackett had called to tell him a. storm front was moving in, and if they wanted to make it to Denver by sundown, they'd better step on it.