Chapters (72)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE
- PART I
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- PART II
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- PART III
- 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
- PART IV
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- PART V
- 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
- PART VI
- CHAPTER 57
- CHAPTER 58
- CHAPTER 59
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“That’s you, Sandy,” said Walsh, nodding at the blonde woman across the coffee table from him.
She grabbed one of the diet sodas. “Running or walking?”
“Does anyone else look like they run regularly?” said Walsh, getting a laugh from everyone.
“I should get paid more for staying in shape,” she said. “They have to be thinking about retiring us after this one. I mean, look at us. How did we get this old?”
“Back to the plan. The apartment will be occupied primarily by Sandy, with one of us joining her when Gray is home. We’ll work out a rotation for that. Since Sandy will be our primary ground surveillance point around Gray’s apartment complex, we have to assume he’ll take notice of her. So Sandy will not rotate into the trail cars or any surveillance duty outside of the restaurants or coffee shops within walking distance or reasonable driving distance from the apartment,” said Rudd.
“I hate being stuck in place,” she said.
“Sorry. There’s a trail system adjacent to his apartment, and he’s a runner, according to initial surveillance. He’ll use it, and we can’t afford to ignore the possibility he might make contact with Berg or whoever on familiar ground,” said Rudd.
“What if he drives to a different trail or park to run?” said Walsh. “Places like that make ideal handoff or dead-drop points.”
“We can put her in a logical place for runners. We just have to be judicious about it,” said Rudd. “We can’t have her show up everywhere he runs in the city. Hopefully, he runs near his apartment most of the time. He’ll get used to seeing her.”
Sandy Jones had a skeptical look on her face, which Rudd suddenly realized was shared by everyone.
“What?”
“We can’t cover him all the time,” said Walsh. “At best, we’re looking at what, fifty percent coverage?”
“Maybe less,” said Gentry. “Someone could slip into his apartment during the day and leave something. We’d never know. If he runs a solid surveillance-detection route, we don’t have enough assets to track him.”
“If he runs a remotely competent SDR, we’ll lose him, and don’t even get me started on his apartment. No listening devices or cameras authorized?” said Ward. “This almost feels like pointless busywork.”
“What are you talking about? We’ll be using tracking devices,” said Rudd. “CONTROL made it clear that aside from Sandy, they want us to keep our distance. He’s a trained countersurveillance expert. Former FBI intelligence investigator. This guy spies on spies for a living.”
“We all read that in the data packet,” said Walsh. “But his SDR might involve the Metro, an Uber, a public bus, changing vehicles. If he’s as good as his file suggests, we don’t stand a chance of following him without making it really obvious.”