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“Nothing,” Toby said. “He hasn’t been in the office for days. I can’t guarantee that he won’t be in later today, though. And if he does stop by, there isn’t anything I can do to keep him from seeing what’s happening.”
“I understand,” Soh said. “There is nothing that he will be able to do at that point.”
The line went dead. If there had ever been any question in Toby’s mind who was in charge, that question had been answered. Toby looked out at the harbor. The traffic was already starting to choke the waterways. Shipping had slowed during the cold spell, and once shippers understood that the worst of the weather was over, the number of ships seeking entry had grown exponentially. Normally, Cormack and Toby would have facilitated an orderly process that kept traffic on the water manageable. Instead, Toby had scheduled all of the ships to arrive in a two-hour period. It was already causing confusion and anger among the captains. The radio on the desk blared continually with skippers seeking clarification.
Toby had betrayed them all, he knew. He opened a drawer and pulled out a hammer. He looked at the radio and slammed the hammer down on it, cracking it. He took three more swings until it lay in pieces. It was just as well, he thought. At least he wouldn’t be tempted to bring order to the situation.
SIXTY-FOUR
Soh pulled Juan Suarez aside after the meeting with Javier Carpio was over. “There is something you need to do,” he said.
“After the attack is over?” Suarez asked.
“No, now.”
Suarez looked confused. “But we are headed to the courthouse now. I am in charge of those with the backpacks.”
“I will oversee the boys with the backpacks,” Soh said. “That is not a problem. I can see to that and still make sure that the courthouse is targeted. There is something that is even more important that I need you to do.”
“What is it?”
“I am concerned,” Soh said. “Even after we are successful, it will take weeks before the shipments from Carpio’s contacts begin to arrive. And it will be weeks after that before we have the kind of money that we truly need to make sure that no one can challenge us along the water. If Cormack O’Connell is still operating during that time—still fighting—we are not assured of what we need.”