Airtight by David Rosenfelt

Author:David Rosenfelt [Rosenfelt, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction / Thrillers
ISBN: 9781410457745
Google: Tmfj6s-42iUC
Amazon: 1250024765
Barnesnoble: 1250024765
Goodreads: 15717339
Publisher: St Martin
Published: 2012-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

You saved me then, Brother.

This is Act Two.

It’s only about a half hour from Paterson to Morristown.

That’s mainly because the drive is on Route 80, the only highway in America that never, ever seems to have any traffic on it. I don’t know why that is, but whoever planned and designed Route 80 should be anointed as the official National Emperor of Highways.

Within that half hour you can see the state take on a completely different character. People generally don’t think of New Jersey as particularly beautiful, but those people might change their minds if they drove to the northwest portions of the state.

Of course, Emmit and I weren’t on a sightseeing trip. It was in the northwest, Morris, Warren, and Sussex counties, that the satellite company reported weather interruptions of service that matched what Bryan had reported.

We had called ahead and set up a meeting with Captain Willis Granderson of the Morristown police. We picked Captain Granderson because he had served on the force the longest, thirty-seven years. It was important that we talk to someone who had a history in the area.

Granderson was an immediately likable guy, and one who seemed genuinely glad to have company. I got the feeling that he was sort of out of the law enforcement loop, and was just putting in the time until retirement. But based on the interactions he had with fellow officers on the way back to his office, it seemed he was treated with deference and respect.

After making sure we had cold sodas, Granderson asked us what he could do for us.

“We want to talk about bomb shelters,” I said.

“Just goes to show if you hang around long enough … in thirty-seven years, nobody’s ever asked me about bomb shelters.”

I smiled. “Well, you can check it off your list. Are you aware of any in this area?”

“Course I am. Why do you want to know?”

“We have reason to believe that someone is being held against their will in this part of the state. We further believe that they are underground, and cannot hear outside noise, nor themselves be heard outside the room. It’s not necessarily a bomb shelter, but it’s a good guess.”

He nodded. “Sounds right. The good news is that we do have bomb shelters in this area; the bad news is that there’s a whole shitload of them.”

“Why so many?” Emmit asked.

“Because in the sixties, there were a bunch of missiles here, sitting in silos, pointed at the dirty Commies. So people figured that if the other side shot first, they’d try and hit the missiles before they got in the air. So here is one of the places the Russians were aiming first.”

“So people built the shelters to protect themselves from a direct hit,” I said.

He laughed. “Yeah. Like if I shot a bazooka at you, and you protected yourself by wearing a heavy sweater.”

“They weren’t safe?” I asked.

“They were safe if there was a tornado, or a hurricane. But a nuclear missile landing nearby? No way.

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