Dane Maddock Origins 08 Justice by David Wood; Edward G. Talbot

Author:David Wood; Edward G. Talbot [Talbot, David Wood; Edward G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, men's adventure, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, women's adventure, Thrillers & Suspense, Historical, Thriller, Travel, Thrillers, Pulp
Amazon: B01BQXJWW6
Publisher: Gryphonwood Press
Published: 2016-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

TEN

Cyrus Jamison couldn’t help but grind his teeth. He despised failure, and having to deal with Wright made it that much worse. Between her, Maddock, and Bonebrake, he wasn’t sure whether to be more concerned about his enemies or his ally.

The loss of the journal was unfortunate, but that didn’t trouble him. They would have it soon, thanks to Wright. The crafty woman seemed to know their every move before it happened, which was how he’d managed to put men on their tail yesterday.

After Maddock and Bonebrake had escaped, he’d wasted time cleaning up the mess at Ford’s Theatre. Thankfully, his men hadn’t shot anyone, and he had sufficient connections within the DC police to make the whole thing go away.

He debated his next move. Even if Maddock and Bonebrake remained in DC, it was a big city and he and his men couldn’t catch them without Wright’s help. Time was of the essence. The two SEALs were onto something; that much he could tell. After a few minutes of internal debate during which he had to force himself not to grievously injure one of his men who kept asking what they would do next, he accepted that he would have to report back to Wright, and he should do it in person.

The journey back was uneventful. A sense of deja vu hit Jamison as he once again entered Wright’s house at an hour when most normal people were tucked soundly under the covers. He chuckled when he imagined what a nosy neighbor might think of the nocturnal activity. His focus sharpened upon entering the office.

“Sit, Cyrus.”

With minor trepidation, he lowered himself into a padded chair.

Wright fixed him with a cool stare. “I’ve been waiting for your report.”

He stilled himself to calm. “We located Maddock and Bonebrake, and followed them to a very interesting location.”

“Ford’s Theatre.”

Jamison paused. “I won’t even ask how you know that. That’s where we lost them, but it’s not the first place they went.” He went on to explain the details of what had happened, concluding with, “We didn’t actually see it, but we’re certain Maddock found the journal.”

Wright gazed up at the portrait of Joan of Arc that hung from her office wall and nodded thoughtfully. “You are correct.”

He couldn’t hide his surprise. “What?”

“They did, in fact, find the journal. They have translated only a portion of it, but they learned enough that they have already left Washington DC.”

“The journal, does it confirm that Washington had…” He didn’t need to finish the thought.

Wright shrugged. “They haven’t gotten far enough into the translation to know. We do, however, know whose treasure Washington sought.” She paused. The few pages Jamison had recovered from Mount Vernon referenced a conversation a young Washington had with a dying man, but were maddeningly vague. “I also know where they are headed next.”

A spark of resentment kindled in Jamison’s chest, but it was quickly doused as relief flood through him. So it wasn’t over.

“I’ll give you the location.” Wright’s eyes suddenly locked with his, boring into him.

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