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BACK ON THE Oregon, Hanley reached for the ringing telephone.
“Okay, hold on a second,” he said after the man explained.
“Get me GPS on this signal,” he shouted to Stone, who punched the commands into the computer.
“Got a lock,” Stone said a minute or so later.
“Is there a spot off to the side of the road where you’re not visible?” Hanley asked the man.
“We’re right alongside a wash,” the man said. “There’s a dune above.”
“Start climbing the dune and take cover,” Hanley said. “Leave the line open—I’ll get back to you in a second.”
Reaching for another phone, Hanley dialed the number of the CIA station chief for Saudi Arabia on the number Overholt had given him. “This is the contractors,” he said when the man answered. “Do you have any agents in Mecca right now?”
“Sure,” the station chief answered. “We have a Saudi national on the pad.”
“Does he have a car?”
“He drives a Pepsi delivery truck.”
“We need him to drive to these GPS coordinates,” Hanley said, “and pick up three men. Can you do that?”
“Hold on,” the station chief said as he dialed the Pepsi driver’s cell phone.
Hanley could hear him explaining in the background.
“He’s leaving now,” the station chief said, “he thinks it’s about twenty minutes away.”
“Tell him to honk when he reaches the area,” Hanley said. “Our men will come out of hiding then.”
“Where is he taking them?” the station chief asked.
“Jeddah.”
“I’ll call if there are any problems.”
“No problems,” Hanley said. “We don’t like any problems.”
Hanley hung up on the station chief, then grabbed the other phone and explained the plan.
HANLEY MAY NOT have liked problems but that was exactly what he was faced with.
The conference room was filled with Seng, Ross, Reyes, Lincoln, Meadows, Murphy, Crabtree, Gannon, Hornsby and Halpert. All ten of them seemed to be talking at once.
“We can’t do anything from the air,” Lincoln said, “they’ll see that coming.”
“No time to tunnel,” Ross said.
“The key,” Halpert said to Crabtree, “was how Hickman got it out in the first place.”
“I can arrange a pyrotechnic display to divert them,” Murphy said, smiling at Hornsby, “but we’re here on the Oregon, in the Mediterranean, and they’re there, in Saudi.”
“Tear gas?” Reyes offered to the room.
“Cut the power?” Meadows mentioned.
Seng stood up. “Okay, people,” he said, “let’s get some order here.”
