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"We don't have a search warrant."
"We'll go inside," Larkin said. "I'll take the responsibility."
Samm, visibly, did not like that.
"Christ," Larkin said. "Don't you think we have reasonable cause, even if there wasn't a threat to the Vice President?"
"You're right, of course," Samm said. He raised his voice. " Meador!"
The large man in the coveralls with FEDERAL AGENT on the back looked at him. Samm waved him over.
"This is Mr. Larkin of the Secret Service," he said. "He wants to have a look inside that house. Will you check it for booby traps, please?"
"No search warrant?" Meador asked.
"Just open the place for me, please," Larkin said. "I'll worry about a search warrant."
"Okay," Meador said.
Meador, with Larkin, Samm, and Matt following him, went to the van and took a toolbox from it, and led the way to the house. They stood to one side as he carefully probed a window for trip wires, and then smashed a pane with a screwdriver.
When he had the window open, he crawled through it. He was inside a minute or two, and then crawled back out.
"The door's clean," he said. "What do I do with the padlock?"
"You got any bolt cutters in that box?" Larkin asked.
Meador was putting bolt cutters in place on the padlock when two men in business suits walked up. Matt was surprised to see Jack Matthews, who was also surprised to see him. The other man, somewhat older, was a redhead, pale-faced, and on the edge between muscular and plump.
"Mr. Larkin," he said, "I'm Frank Young, Criminal A-SAC [Assistant Special Agent in Charge] for the FBI in Philadelphia."
"I think we've met, Frank, haven't we?" Larkin said.
"Yes, sir, now that I see you, I think we have met. Maybe Quantico?"
"How about Denver?" Larkin asked.
"Right. I was in the Denver field office. This is Special Agent Jack Matthews."
"We've met," Larkin said. "And I think you know Matthews too, don' t you, Matt?"
"Yes, indeed," Matt said. "How nice to see you, Special Agent Matthews."
"Why do I think he's needling him?" Larkin said. "Payne is a Philadelphia detective. Do you know each other?"
"I know who he is," Young said, and shook Matt's hand. "What are we doing here?"
"Well, Frank, if you're the Criminal A-SAC, this will be right down your alley," Larkin said. "Detective Payne and I were walking through the woods and came across this building. Into which, I believe, person or persons unknown have recently broken in. We were just about to have a look."
Meador of ATF looked at Larkin and smiled.
"I wouldn't be at all surprised," he said as he lowered his bolt cutters, "if the burglar used a bolt cutter to cut through that padlock."
"That's very astute of you," Larkin said.
"What are we looking for?" Young asked.
"Signs of occupancy. If we get lucky, a name. So we can ask if he' s noticed anything strange, like loud explosions, around here."
