Beware the Jabberwock (Post Cold War Thrillers) by Chester D. Campbell

Author:Chester D. Campbell [Campbell, Chester D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Night Shadows Press
Published: 2012-04-18T04:00:00+00:00

They ate in the dining room. Lori opened the drapes, letting the glaring sun beam in through the sheer curtains that covered the windows. She had gone all-out on breakfast, grapefruit, eggs, Canadian bacon, hash browns, blueberry muffins.

"No grits?" Burke asked.

"Grits," she said with a turned-up nose. "We're in Virginia, but that's about the only Southern thing I can lay claim to."

"Well, you can cook as good as a Southerner," he said, reaching for another muffin. "Now if we can just figure how to get me out of here."

Right now, getting him out of there was not a subject she was anxious to pursue. They had just begun to really get to know one another. "I don't see any way you could manage it in the daylight," she said.

"Not without running into a welcoming committee." He looked toward the door to the patio. "We don't have many advantages on our side, so we'd better make the best of what we're given."

She tilted her head with that half-amused, contemplative look. "They have a van in front, probably a man in the woods at the rear. And you're seeing advantages?"

"For one thing, they probably don't know I'm in here. Secondly, even if they did, they don't know when I'm liable to come out."

"Our advantage is surprise, in other words."

He nodded. "And we'll choose the optimum time to spring our surprise."

"Am I supposed to guess?"

"The hour between two-thirty and three-thirty a.m. is at the low ebb of the life cycle. Even people who've rested up during the day tend to get bored and drowsy then."

"So we should make our move at three—"

"Not we," he said pointedly. "Me."

She gave him a caustic look. "I told you I wanted to help."

"And help you shall, dear lady. But here, where you can monitor our chums at Langley. With your contacts, you should be able to keep up with what they've managed to find out about me."

She looked disappointed, a little hurt. "I can do better than that. You're ignoring the fact that I've been through the rigors of the Agency's training program at The Farm. Plus the years I put in with the Clandestine Service. I'll wager I'm a hell of a lot better than anybody out in that van."

He smiled. "I have no doubt you're better, Lori, but I'm keeping you as my ace in the hole. Right now it's just a matter of checking out the New Orleans airport, looking for an airplane. If I can find Jeffries and his Jabberwock training site, then I'll need help."

She knew he was hedging, that he was reluctant to expose her to any danger. She appreciated his concern, but she wasn't about to let him off the hook. "All right. I'll be your ace, but don't think you can keep me in the hole for long. I'll give you some safe phone numbers and the times to call. I want to know that you're okay, and I want to know what's going on."

"You'll know everything I know. I promise.

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