Chapters (58)
- Title page
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
Nothing so far. We called the company, Dun-Rite Laundry Services. The owner was there. He went outside and counted his trucks. He said they were all accounted for. Twenty-one trucks. He also said they only use step-up vanshe bought an entire fleet of converted bread trucks. They dont use small delivery vans like the one we picked up on video. He invited us to send someone out and take a look.
Did we?
She nodded. An agent is on his way out there now.
So someone copied his company logo and put it on their own van.
Yes. And Dun-Rite has a contract at Center. So a van with that logo wouldnt necessarily arouse suspicion if it was parked at the hospital.
We need to find that van, Luke said.
Were looking, Luke.
Look harder.
He walked away from her. The move was abrupt and gave away too much. It told her everything she needed to know. He moved over to Swanns station. Swann was still working three screens simultaneously.
What do you got, Swann?
The plot thickens, Swann said. Ali Nassar has an entire folder in his computer dedicated to drone technology. Hes got PDF files of full-color brochures. Hes got hundreds of photographs and birds-eye point-of-view videos. Hes got spreadsheet comparisons of specs, payloads, weaponry, speed, altitude. Hes either been buying drones or writing a term paper on them.
How about the phone?
Swann nodded. The phone. His call history has been completely wiped. Hes got an app that erases his history automatically as he goes. We can get it back, but wed have to go to his service provider with a warrant.
You cant hack them?
I could, but whats the point? It would take me twelve hours, and by then whatevers going to happen will have already happened. Anyway, weve got a more pressing matter. Just after midnight last night, Nassar bought a one-way plane ticket to Venezuela. Its for 2:30 afternoon, JFK nonstop to Caracas, executive class. The boarding pass was on his phone. The receipt and an extra copy of the boarding pass were on his computer hard drive.
Venezuela? Luke said.
Swann shrugged. We dont have an extradition treaty with Venezuela.
Sure, but why not go home to Iran?
Swann turned around. His eyes goggled behind his glasses. What if the attack fails? Last I heard, they still have firing squads in Iran. That gives getting fired for incompetence a whole different meaning.
The point is hes leaving the country, Luke said.
Yes he is. Today.
And he bought the ticket right around the time someone was stealing the radioactive materials.
Swann nodded. My guess is he bought it right after he learned they had successfully pulled off the heist.
We got him, Luke said. He clapped Swann on the shoulder. Good work.