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“I can’t quite wrap my brain around how soon you’ll be going in.”
“We’ve always known the opportunity would pop up this way, it’s just the nature of the beast, but we’re prepared for it. I have to go and speak with Jack. Take your bath and relax, that’s an order.”
“Aye, aye, Captain, and thanks again.”
“You’re welcome,” he murmured, planting a quick soft kiss on her lips.
Striding from the room and walking quickly down the hall, he entered the security room and found Jack working on the computer.
“Hey, Jack.”
“Hi, Scott, I still can’t believe Dan Miller shot Jim Parker. What the hell was that about?”
“No idea,” Scott replied, a frown crossing his brow, “but I hope we find Dan fast.”
“Any problems getting here?”
“Nope, but what’s going on with you? How are things looking for tonight, and where’s David Clark?”
“Perched on a hill watching the compound. He wants to make sure no one discovers we’ve sabotaged the traps. I think he wants to get Conchello more than we do.”
“After months risking his life and being around that bastard I’m not surprised,” Scott remarked. “What about the security cameras?”
“You’ll love this,” Jack replied, his fingers flying across the keyboard. “The password David had still works.”
“How many cameras are there?” Scott asked as half a dozen views appeared on the monitor.
“You’re looking at them. Three cover the beach and three more around the actual camp. I can turn them off and on at will. In the meantime, we can monitor everything that’s going on.”
“Jack, this is brilliant.”
“Yeah, it feels good. What about you?”
“Dan Miller is our only loose end, but I’m not too worried about him. He has no idea where Elizabeth is, and with our people, the police, and Conchello all looking for him, he can’t show his face anywhere. Operation Justice is full steam ahead. It’s time to call Frank.”
The mysterious key tucked safely away in a button-down pocket, Dan’s hopeful hunt for a secret compartment inside the Jeep had been fruitless. The only area left to search was where he’d been hiding. Wishing he didn’t have to expose himself, he climbed out, walked quickly around the vehicle, and swung open the rear door. Moving away the custom shelf and pulling up the cover to the storage area, he discovered a variety of tools and a plastic tote bag. Frustrated and angry, but not ready to give up, he shoved them off to the side.
His heart skipped.
They had been covering a small lock.
Urgently retrieving the key, he pushed it into place, turned it to the right, and tugged up the lid. Going through the contents inside the metal container, he let out a low whistle. An envelope contained thousands in cash, a hooded black parka, a small handgun with a case of bullets, and a cell phone.
Elizabeth and Scott wouldn’t be returning.
The vehicle was the perfect place to hide until he could venture out after sunset.
Relaxing in the hot, foamy suds, Elizabeth had drifted away. Thinking she’d heard Scott’s voice, she slowly opened her eyes. He was standing over the tub smiling down at her.
“Hi,” she murmured groggily. “Did Jack leave already, or is he upstairs?”
“He had to go, but he’ll be back in a couple of hours. I didn’t expect to find you still in here,” he remarked, placing his hand in the water. “This is barely warm.”
“I guess I dozed off.”
“I guess you did.”
“Is everything okay? Did he run into any problems?”
