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"I'm in disguise. Say hello to another Texican, Tom McGuire of the Secret Service."
"If you're…whatever he said…McGuire, then I'm a…"
"Irish cop?" Castillo said, innocently.
"He's a real wiseass, isn't he?" O'Day asked, smiling.
"And he's barely warmed up," McGuire said.
"People are waiting for you. How many are going?"
"Five," McGuire said.
"I knew that. That's why I called for another car," O'Day said.
He gestured for everyone to get off the Gulfstream.
There were two cars, both solid black and brand-new, and looking like any other new Ford Crown Victoria except for little badges on the trunk reading POLICE INTERCEPTOR and, just visible behind the grille, blue and red lights.
"You can ride in front with me, Colonel," O'Day said. "I guess you're senior."
"Actually, Captain, the skinny guy's a full colonel," Castillo said. "But only in the Air Force, so that doesn't count."
"Go to hell, Costello," Torine said.
O'Day took a cellular telephone from his shirt pocket, pushed an autodial key, then after a moment said, "On the way. There's five of them. Maybe twenty minutes." He pressed the END key and put the phone back in his shirt pocket.
"How far is police headquarters?" Castillo asked, several minutes later.
"Why?"
"Isn't that where we're going?"
"No, it isn't," O'Day said, and changed the subject. "I'll forget what you tell me in thirty seconds. But what's the real chances of getting young Byron Timmons back from those bastards? And not hooked on something?"
"You heard about that, huh?"
"His father and I go back a long way," O'Day said. "He showed me Junior's letters. A good kid. I shouldn't have said that. Young Byron's a good man."
"All I can tell you is that we're going to try like hell," Castillo said. "With a little luck…"
"Yeah. I get the picture," O'Day said. "I was afraid of that. Thanks."
A few minutes later, Castillo realized they were not headed downtown. Instead, they were moving through a residential area, and he guessed from that that they were going to the Timmons home. Proof seemed to come several minutes after that, when they turned one more corner and then stopped before a simple brick house on a side street.
There was a police patrol car parked half up on the sidewalk, and three more cars-unmarked but rather obviously police cars-parked in the driveway beside the house.
"Here we are," he said. "I don't envy you, Colonel."
Castillo got out of the car and waited for the second car, which was carrying McGuire, Munz, and Lorimer. He wordlessly indicated that he and Lorimer would follow Captain O'Day up to the door and the others were to follow.
Before the door chimes finished playing "Home Sweet Home," the door was opened by a gray-haired, plump, middle-aged woman wearing a cotton dress and a pink sweater.
She looked at Castillo and then at Lorimer.
"You're Eddie," she said. "I've seen your pictures."
"Yes, ma'am," Lorimer said.
