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“If he’s the one who took Anna, he’s going to want to talk to you.”
“Yeah, you’re right, but I don’t see where you’re going with this.”
“Well, he has no way of getting a hold of you. You never left him a number.”
“And?”
“He’s waiting for you to call him.”
Rapp was a little irritated with Dumond for stating the obvious. “That’s what I’m planning on doing once you have everything set to track the call.”
Dumond held up a finger. “I have a plan. I have a Smart Van on the way over. Irene authorized it.” Dumond was referring to a fourth-generation mobile dig
ital surveillance unit that was made by Audio Intelligence Devices, a division of Westinghouse. The CIA’s Science and Technology directorate customized the vehicles upon delivery.
“Marcus, you know how I hate all of this technical shit, so just give it to me in a language I can understand.”
Dumond started and stopped himself twice as he tried to state in the simplest terms what he wanted to do. Finally, he said, “If we have the van in the right position prior to the call, and you keep him on the phone long enough, I think I can track him.”
“You’re sure?”
“No, I’m not sure, but if we get lucky and are in the right neighborhood when he takes the call, I can at the very least get us to within a few blocks.” Dumond cautioned, “That’s assuming he’s stationary.”
“How long until we can make the call?”
“The van should be here 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 affecting your judgment. You’re too emotional.”
“Don’t worry about me, Scott.”
