Chapters (84)

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
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Acknowledgments

Knox hustled out of the station with Annabelle following. His truck rumbled off from the parking lot and the van eased after it.

The Rover picked up its pace and threatened to leave Caleb and Annabelle behind. When Caleb started cutting in and out of traffic in an effort to keep up, Annabelle told him there was no need.

“But we’ll lose him.”

“No we won’t.” She pulled a small device from her bag. “When I was in his truck in Georgetown, I placed a transmitter under the seat. It has a range of about twenty miles.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that before?”

“I’m sorry. I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

Caleb grumbled for a bit but then said, “That was a pretty good idea. Putting that in his truck.”

“And that way we can hang back a little just in case he’s checking.”

“He strikes me as a man who checks and often.”

“Me too.”

“So Oliver took a train?”

“Appears to be.”

Knox’s Rover turned on to Interstate 66 heading west. After traveling out past Gainesville, the Rover exited off the highway.

“I don’t believe the train goes this way,” Caleb said.

“Let’s just see where he’s headed.”

Twenty minutes later Annabelle said, “Shit! There goes my perfect record.”

They watched as Knox climbed into a chopper and it rose from the ground in a whirl of power.

“Now what?” Caleb asked.

“Back to Union Station, just as fast as you can.” She glanced at Caleb with a quizzical look. “Wait a minute.” She grabbed her camera. “Take off your ball cap and that sweater.”

“Why?”

“I need to take your photo.”

She snapped his picture. “We’ll stop on the way into town at a photo place. And then I’ll need to grab a laminator and some other supplies.”

“What are you going to do?” Caleb said as he put the van in drive.

“You’re about to change careers.”

Chapter 41

CHAPTER 41

THE CHOPPER DROPPED Knox off about thirty miles from the town where Stone had detrained. A truck was waiting for him there. The aircraft had come courtesy of Macklin Hayes, who had sounded heartened over the phone that Knox finally had grabbed hold of a solid lead.

His instructions to Knox had been clear. Locate Carr but do not move in.

“Phone me and I’ll take it from there.”

I’m sure you will, General.