but the basic technique is the same wherever you learn. The lead car kept the yellow Nissan in sight. The second car held back between a quarter and half a mile, ready to continue the chase if the suspect made a sudden manoeuvre and fooled the driver of the first car. The third car followed another mile behind that. To minimise suspicion, the cars switched positions every fifteen to twenty minutes.
An hour and a half after leaving Boise, theyt passed into the state of Oregon and were travelling northwest on a busy section of interstate towards Baker City.
Laurene voice broke across the radio from the lead car. James was dead impressed by how professional she sounded. Hellow Nissan is off at Rouge Court Motor Inn. Thate Rouge Court Motor Inn. We have passed the exit, but can come around if needed.?
Regative,?Marvin answered. Dull up somewhere a few miles ahead and keep the engine running. We might need you later. It gonna pull in after them. John, I need backup. I want you to pull up short and try to cover me from the side.?
A mile and a half sounds a long way to hang back, but at seventy miles an hour it only took John a minute to reach the Rouge Court. The motel formed part of a strip, along with a burger joint, diner and gas station. John rolled up in front of the diner. They jumped out of the car and crouched behind some bushes overlooking the Rouge Court parking lot. James had nothing but a T-shirt covering his top half, so he tucked his hands under his armpits to ward off the cold.
Nave you still got the Glock??John asked.
James nodded, as he pulled it from the elastic of his tracksuit pants. John swapped it for his revolver. i might need the extra firepower.?
Bill stood in front of a locked glass door, ringing a buzzer to try and get into the motel reception. Marvin couldnt get out of his car, in case Bill recognised him from the airport shuttle ride. Curtis sat in the front seat of the yellow Nissan, with his elbow resting on the ledge of the open window.
James heard the door of one of the motel rooms clunk shut. The woman who emerged was dressed in a pink T-shirt, with big glasses and a towel around her hair, like shet just washed it. Her mules scraped along the damp pavement with every step she took.
She was almost level with the yellow Nissan, when James recognised the glasses from the photograph het seen in the visitors?room at Arizona Max.
ite her,?James whispered, nudging John excitedly. Lane Oxford.?
i dont think so,?John said, shaking his head.
By the time John had finished denying it, Curtis had jumped out of the car and wrapped his arms around her.
Noly cow,?John stuttered, grabbing his walkie-talkie out of his jacket. Larren, Marvin, It eyeballing Jane Oxford right now. Get over here.?
A shout came at James and John from behind. Ney, what you hidin?down there for??
It was the cook from the diner, a greasy man dressed in an even greasier apron. Curtis and Jane both turned towards the shout. It left John with no option but to move immediately.
Cover the door of her motel room,?John said urgently. The might have backup in there.?
James clicked the safety off the revolver. John leapt out of the bushes and fired a shot into the back of the yellow Nissan to make it clear he meant business.
ABI, freeze.?
John closed Jane and Curtis down, looking nervously from side to side, with the gun held in a two-handed grip.
Marvin and Bill both heard. Bill pulled his gun from its holster and headed around the corner to Janee rescue, not realising that an FBI agent was emerging from a car behind him. Marvin had never struck James as the kind of man who stood any nonsense and he proved it by pulling his gun and shooting Bill twice in the back, without even bothering to shout a warning.
Marvin snatched Bille gun, as he stepped over the bleeding man and rounded the corner to the yellow Nissan.
This is turning into a real good morninge work,?Marvin grinned, unhooking the set of handcuffs on his belt as he closed in on Jane.
James kept one nervous eye on the door of Janee motel room, and the other on Curtis, trying to read his face. No sane person would make a run for it with two guns pointing at them from close range, but that didnt take