Demille, Nelson - The Lion by Demille Nelson

Author:Demille, Nelson [Demille, Nelson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction
ISBN: 9781847441454
Google: jw7Ax9CcwjQC
Amazon: B0035II952
Barnesnoble: B0035II952
Goodreads: 8204517
Publisher: Sphere
Published: 2010-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Key in my left hand, Glock in my right, I entered my apartment.

I know my own place very well, and within five minutes I’d cleared every room and closet. Fortunately for Asad Khalil, he wasn’t there.

I also looked for signs that anyone had been in the apartment, but nothing appeared to be disturbed, though it’s hard to tell with Kate’s closet and vanity, which always look like they’ve been burglarized.

My next priority was the bar, where I poured myself a little lunch.

I sat at my living room desk and called the Catskill Regional Medical Center. I identified myself as John Corey and inquired about my wife, Kate Mayfield Corey. The desk nurse in ICU informed me there was no one there by that name, which was the correct response, so I then said, “This is Crazy John.”

Silence, then, “Oh… yes…” She assured me that Kate was resting comfortably.

I asked, “Is she still on the ventilator?”

“She is.”

“When will she be released?”

The nurse replied, “I’m showing tomorrow A.M.”

“Good. Please tell her that Crazy John loves her and that I’ll be there to sign her out.”

She replied, “I’ll pass that on.”

I hung up and opened the envelope that Detective Nastasi had given me. It was basically an ATTF memo informing me of my status as a protected person, plus there were a few names, phone numbers, and e-mail addresses of people to contact in the Special Operations Group regarding my obligation to report my departures and my intended destinations. In addition to the person or persons in my lobby, there would be a surveillance team outside my building, but they wanted at least an hour’s notice in order to get a mobile detail in place to follow me. I was to carry my tracking device, wear my wire and vest, and establish wire and cell phone contact with my mobile detail. Someone would call or visit me to go over this.

Regarding these mobile Special Operations teams, they were very experienced in surveillance and countersurveillance—the surveillance team watches and/or follows the subject, the countersurveillance team watches or follows to see if the surveillance team is being watched or followed—but sometimes they assign too many people to the job. I pictured myself walking down the street with a dozen detectives and FBI agents following me, and a half dozen unmarked cars creeping along the curb.

Bottom line on that, even if Asad Khalil was Omar Abdel-Rahman, the blind sheik, he couldn’t fail to notice I wasn’t alone.

I mean, if this was simply a protective operation, it would work. But if I was supposed to be bait in a trap, The Lion wouldn’t be biting.

I suspected that Walsh and whoever he was answering to weren’t entirely clear in their own minds about what kind of operation this was. The police and the FBI often used decoys or undercover people in a sting operation, drug busts, and such, but officially no one ever put a guy out there as a moving target for a known killer. That’s not safe for the guy or for civilians who could get caught in a crossfire.

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