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CHAPTER
64
WHIT HAD just finished speaking. Dominic sat next to him, his wounded arm in a fresh cast. Professor Mallory and Liza sat opposite them in the library at Harrowsfield. Mallory tapped his new pipe stem idly against the old table while Liza, her mouth screwed up in concentration, stared down at her hands.
“You’re sure that this tall fellow, what was his real name again?” began Mallory.
“Shaw,” said Whit.
“Yes, this Shaw fellow. He could not have been the one who set you up?”
“He saved us, Professor. I don’t know why he would have sabotaged the hit only to later come in and pull our asses out of the fire.”
“It appears he may be exactly what he says he is,” said Liza. “An agent for another organization that was on Kuchin’s trail for another reason.”
“The nuclear trafficking,” said Mallory. “Yes, I suppose that is the most logical explanation. Damn inconvenient coincidence, going after the same scoundrel at the same time but for different reasons.”
Liza responded, “Not so much of a coincidence. They undoubtedly had the same thinking we did. Attack the man on his holiday because they might not get another chance.”
“And no word from Regina?” asked Mallory.
Whit shook his head. “Not yet, no. They’re probably on a boat right now chugging across the water to here. At least I hope they are.”
“But not to Harrowsfield,” said Mallory, looking alarmed. “She wouldn’t bring him here?”
“She’s not daft,” said Whit, but he looked away when he said it.
“You have to contact her, Whit, and tell her to come in alone,” said Mallory. “She cannot bring this man with her.”
“I’ve been trying to contact her but she’s not answering her damn phone.”
“Then you need to try harder. You need to go out there and find her.” Mallory waved his hand toward the window.
Whit looked enraged. “Out there? Where out there? Are you talking the grounds at Harrowsfield or the bleeding world? And she got herself into this bloody mess so she can sure as hell get herself out, can’t she?”
“I don’t think that attitude is helping,” admonished Mallory.
“Well, right this minute, I don’t really care what you think,” Whit shot back.
“I believe we all need to calm down,” said Liza. “Perhaps some tea.”
Whit snorted. “Tea? Hell, Liza, give me a bottle of Locke’s eight-year-old single malt and then maybe I’ll calm down enough to listen to this doddering old bloke again.”
Dominic spoke up. “I think we need to trust Reggie to do the right thing.” He looked around at the others, who now all stared back at him. “I know I trust her.” He sat back and rubbed his bad arm, seemingly exhausted after his little speech.
“I think Dominic is right,” said Liza.
“Do you really want to take that chance?” asked Mallory. “Sacrifice everything we’ve worked for here? You remember the concerns you had about her and this Shaw chap,” he added, looking at Whit. “She could be persuaded, perhaps. Blinded by, well, you get my point, surely.”
The Irishman looked uncomfortable now. “She pretty well explained that away. And the fact is we had the bastard in our crosshairs. The mission should have succeeded.”
“And then you were ambushed?” said Mallory.
Whit said, “The fact is, Prof, those blokes knew right where we were. They got the clear jump on us. I want to know how that happened. No, I need to know how that happened.”
“You might have made a mistake,” said Liza. “They could have grown suspicious and followed one of you. Learned about it that way.”
“No one would’ve known me and Dom were involved until D-day. Whenever Reggie came to visit us at the cottage there was no way she was followed.”
