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“No,” said Reuben. “I leave that to the SEALs.”
“I grew up sailing. My dad loved it.”
Reuben waited for the moment of relevancy he was sure was coming.
“You learn to see the water’s surface and notice things. For instance, we’ve got almost no breeze right now, hardly a ripple on the Washington Channel here.”
“Right.”
“But did your plan involve something underwater? Something that passed right through here?”
“Yes,” said Reuben. “And therefore my plan suggested that the Joint Force install additional listening, sonar, and imaging devices in the water of the channel.”
“Which they haven’t done.”
“Which they haven’t done yet.”
Coleman pointed toward the water only a few dozen yards from where they stood. “There’s something under the water—there, there, there, and there. Maybe more farther out, but those four are the ones I can see.”
Reuben couldn’t see a damn thing.
“As a sailor, I’d be wondering if the disturbance in the tidal flow—it’s a rising tide, for any landlubbers present—hid a sandbar. It doesn’t, because all four of them are moving, slowly, with the tide.”
“Inward. Toward the city.”
“That’s the way the tide goes, sir.”
Reuben laughed. “So you’re suggesting that right here, when I happen to be having an unscheduled meeting with my new assistant, is the exact time and place that they’re launching exactly the attack that I planned for them?”
“Is there any reason why your presence here would confer immunity from attack?”
“I still can’t see them.”
“Sir, they’re making decent progress toward the city. I’ve never seen dolphins stay under the water in such perfect formation while making so much disturbance on the surface above them. In case you were thinking it was really big fish.”
Reuben pulled out his cellphone.
The bars kept going up and down, and the “Out of Service Area” message kept coming up, then going away.
Coleman had his cellphone out. It was showing the same thing.
“We’re getting jammed,” said Coleman. And without further warning, he dropped to the ground, fully prone. “Get down, sir!”
Reuben understood what Coleman believed—that someone obviously knew they were there, and might start shooting at any time. “Do five pushups immediately. One-handed,” said Reuben. “Then laugh like it’s a joke.”
Coleman did as he was told, then bounded back up to his feet, laughing. “You think they want us alive,” he said.
“They don’t jam cellphones when they plan to kill the caller,” said Reuben.
“You’re being set up,” said Coleman. “You’re the fall guy.”
“They have a complete set of plans for this terrorist operation, written by me, and I’m right here at this site.”
“Who knew you were coming here?”
“I always come here.” Reuben started walking toward Coleman’s car. “Get your keys out,” said Reuben. “You’re driving.”
“I’ve watched the movies. I know how this plays out. My car is going to get shot up and wrecked and fall into the river, and your car will be fine.”
