11 - Bad luck & trouble by Lee Child

Author:Lee Child
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mercenary troops
ISBN: 9780385340557
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Published: 2007-05-13T23:00:00+00:00

"Do you?"

"No independent action, OK?"

"We're on Sunset Boulevard here," Reacher said. "Which is LAPD turf. Are you speaking for them?"

"Friendly advice," Mauney said.

"Noted."

"Andrew MacBride disappeared in Vegas. Arrived, didn't check in anywhere, didn't rent a car, didn't fly out. Dead end."

Reacher nodded. "Don't you just hate that?"

"But a guy called Anthony Matthews rented a U-Haul."

"The last name on Orozco's list."

Mauney nodded. "Endgame."

"Where did he take it?"

"I have no idea." Mauney slid four business cards out of his top pocket. He fanned them out and placed them carefully on the table. His name and two phone numbers were printed on them. "Call me. I mean it. You might need help. You're not up against amateurs here. Tony Swan looked like a real tough guy. What was left of him."

Mauney went back to work and the waitress came over again five minutes later and hovered. Reacher guessed no one was very hungry anymore, but they all ordered anyway. Old habits. Eat when you can, don't risk running out of energy later. Swan would have approved. Swan ate anywhere, anytime, all the time. Autopsies, exhumations, crime scenes. In fact Reacher was pretty sure that Swan had been eating a roast beef sandwich when they discovered Doug, the decomposed dead guy with the shovel in his head.

Nobody confirmed it.

Nobody talked at all. The sun was bright outside the window. A beautiful day. Blue sky, small white clouds. Cars passed by on the boulevard, customers came and went. Phones rang, landlines in the kitchen and cells in other people's pockets. Reacher ate methodically and mechanically without the slightest idea what was on his plate.

"Should we move?" Dixon asked. "Now that Mauney knows where we are?"

"I don't like it that the clerk gave us up," O'Donnell said. "We should steal his damn TV remotes."

"We don't need to move," Reacher said. "Mauney is no danger to us. And I want to know about it when they find Sanchez."

"So what next?" Dixon asked.

"We rest up," Reacher said. "We go out again after dark. We pay New Age a visit. We're not getting anywhere with surveillance, so it's time to go proactive."

He left ten bucks on the table for the waitress and paid the check at the register. Then they all stepped outside to the sunshine and stood blinking in the lot for a moment before heading back to the Dunes.

62

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Reacher fetched the suitcase and they gathered in O'Donnell's room and checked over the stolen Glocks. Dixon took the 19 and said she was happy with it. O'Donnell sorted through the remaining six 17s and picked out the best three among them. He paired them with the magazines from the rejects so that he and Neagley and Reacher would have fast reloads the first time around. Dixon would have to reload manually after her first seventeen shots. Not a huge issue. If a handgun engagement wasn't over inside seventeen shots, then someone wasn't paying attention, and Reacher trusted Dixon to pay attention. She always had, in the past.

Reacher asked,

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