a deadbeat dad. Name’s Ben Purdy. He’s in the Air Force, but I think he might be AWOL, so he’s got bigger problems than alimony and child support. We tried to garnish, but the guy’s gone all cash and the military’s not been very helpful. Right, I know. Same old story. Now we got a lead on some of his family being in Montana, near the North Dakota border. I remember you know a guy out that way who was pretty good. Any chance you dial him up and get some intel for me on Purdy and his family? An address for them because I happen to be out that way?” Decker paused and listened. “Yeah, that’s right, that’ll work. Give him my number so you don’t have to be caught in the middle. Right, thanks, Bernie. Beers on me next time and I’ll cover the guy’s hourly.”
He clicked off and looked at Jamison. She stared back at him incredulously.
“You just called in a favor from, what, your private PI boys’ club? I thought that only happened in the movies.”
“Bernie Hoffman used to be a homicide detective in Cincinnati. We got to know and trust each other working some joint cases. About the time I went private so did he. We helped each other back then, too. I remembered he had a really good guy in South Dakota. Bernie will put him on the case and we’ll see what pops. And it’s not a favor. I’m paying the guy.”
When she kept staring at him, he said, “What?”
“Well, you handled that so deftly over the phone. I mean, you weren’t, um . . .” Her voice trailed off and she looked a little embarrassed.
“I get tongue-tied in social situations, Alex. Put me in the middle of a dinner, or a party or anything like that, I’m not your guy for eloquence or even stringing a few words together. But when it comes to what I do for a living, I don’t have that problem. I thought you would have remembered that from our first few encounters back in Ohio.”
She smiled, shamefaced. “You’re right about that. Okay. So what do you think Purdy meant when he said they were all sitting on a time bomb here?”
“He could have been speaking metaphorically. Or literally.”
“The latter gives me the chills.”
“Robie got the photo by breaking into the military facility.”
A wide-eyed Jamison said, “You didn’t tell me that part. Did he actually say that?”
“He didn’t have to. But it was a close call for the guy, and he strikes me as the sort who can pretty much go where he wants. So the security there must be tough.”
“Well, it is a secret government facility,” said Jamison.
“Yeah, I just wonder what the secret is.”
“What do you mean?”
In response Decker brought up some photos on his phone. “Robie didn’t tell me about these. I guess he thought the photos would speak for themselves, and they sort of do.”
He showed Jamison shots of the men on the gurney being taken to the ambulance, and the man and two women getting off the jet.
“I wonder who they are,” said Jamison. “And I wonder what happened to the men on the gurneys? Sumter said the place was really safe. No accidents.”
“Well, maybe what happened to them was no accident,” replied Decker.
THE ROOM WAS DARK. Any illumination appeared to be coming from a lamp in another area. A man sat in a comfortable upholstered chair. He was dressed in a suit, crisp white shirt, and a tie. His winged loafers were polished. His hair was salt and pepper. His face was creased with decades’ worth of worry, all honestly earned while serving on behalf of his country. His demeanor was calm; he was used to projecting such a fa?ade in times of extreme peril.
This was one of those times.
His code name was Blue Man, which denoted the sky-high ring of seniority of which he was a member in America’s intelligence apparatus.
Will Robie sat opposite him.
“Amos Decker has the information?” asked Blue Man.
“He does. Plus the photos.”
“Good fortune shone on you last night, Robie.”
“It didn’t feel like it at the time. How’s Jess?”
“Busy” was all that Blue Man would say on that. “Now, I take it from your overall demeanor that you wonder why we are not performing a full frontal assault on this particular problem?”
“I do what I’m tasked to do,” said Robie evenly.
“But still.”
“Yes,” said Robie. “But still.”
Blue Man held up one of his hands. “Unfortunately, we have one of