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Baker moved off and Decker rolled his window back up.
“Didthat help?” asked Jamison, who had listened to the whole exchange.
“I don’t know. I can understand her wanting to know about the military base and the land around it. I mean that’s where Daniels worked, after all.”
“But it’s still puzzling,” conceded Jamison.
“Everything about this damn case is puzzling.”
LATER THAT NIGHTDECKER ANDJAMISONwere summoned once more to a meeting with Blue Man. Robie and Reel picked them up outside their hotel and drove them to a home about fifteen miles outside of town.
As they pulled up to the house Decker said, “Looks abandoned.”
“That’s what we like about this place,” said Reel. “So many free spaces to meet.”
“That’s theonlything we like about this place,” added Robie. “Otherwise, it’s turning out to be more dangerous than the Middle East.”
They were led inside, where Blue Man was sitting in a wooden-backed chair, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit and looking like he had just started his day.
“We have some things of interest to share,” he began. “Patrick McIntosh and Mark Sumter are currently lawyering up, if only to enter guilty pleas.”
“And Vector?”
“Theyshouldbe permanently barred from future defense contracting, along with all their executives.”
“But will that actually happen?”
“We’ll see. Washington, DC, is full of successful second acts. But the uniforms involved in this are going to take a tumble. At least the ones who can’t find a chair to sit in before the music stops will.”
“Anything else?” asked Decker.
“For your purposes, something far more important. And ominous.”
“Let’s hear it.”
“It may mean nothing, or it may mean everything, but we’ve been getting some curious chatter from the Middle East lately.”
“What sort of chatter?”
“The sort that we do not like to get. We often get enhanced communication activity when something significant is going down. It happened before 9/11 but no one registered it. Now we take these occurrences very seriously.”
“Is there any indication where it might be coming from?” asked Jamison.
“Not precisely. But from what we can tell, there is a nexus tothiscountry.”
“What does that mean?”
“Nothing good, I’m afraid.”
“What can we do about it?” asked Jamison.
“We need to solve this thing faster rather than slower. Time is not on our side.”
“You’ve said that before. And we’re working as fast as we can.”
“Then we must work faster.”
Decker stared down at him. “Do you know what was going on at London, AFSdecadesago? And it had nothing to do with radar or prisoners.”
