Foreign Influence: A Thriller by Brad Thor

Author:Brad Thor [Thor, Brad]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Fiction, Thrillers, Espionage
ISBN: 1439197784
Google: btTPQB-FSYcC
Amazon: 1416586601
Barnesnoble: 1416586601
Goodreads: 7313444
Publisher: Charnwood
Published: 2010-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 36

Levy opened the cases and showed his guests what he had brought. Vaughan reached down and plucked out a wireless camera embedded within a hard, black baseball-sized shell. “What’s this?”

“Brilliant Israeli military technology.”

Davidson looked at it. “Then how come it says Remington on the side?”

“Because they licensed it for the U.S., but couldn’t get it off the ground. I bought this sample kit from the rep.”

“How does it work?” asked Vaughan. “You just drop these where you want them?”

“Better than that. You can actually throw them. When they stop rolling, they right themselves on those little stubby feet on the bottom. You can toss them on a roof, over a wall, anywhere.”

“And those are fiber-optic cameras in the other box?”

Levy nodded. “If you’ve got balls big enough to get close to the door or drill down from the ceiling, then we’ll really get a good view inside.”

“What are the baby wipes for?”

“You should see how dirty this stuff gets,” he said as he pulled another one of the camera balls out of its case.

As he did, Davidson jabbed Vaughan in the ribs and raised his eyebrows as if to say, See?

Vaughan waved him off. All he saw was a guy who was particular about how he ate his yogurt and who liked to keep his gear clean. Big deal. In fact, he’d take Josh Levy over most of the sloppy cops he’d been forced to sit through stakeouts with.

“If we can drop a couple of those in the alley behind the building, will you be able to pick up the signal out here?”

“I should.”

“Will they work okay in low light?”

“They’ve got an IR illuminator, but it puts an extra drain on the batteries. We won’t be able to run them all night.”

“Hopefully, we won’t have to.”

Davidson used the cameras mounted outside the van to check for foot traffic along the street. They were in a small honor-system parking lot where you placed your money in a slot on a big board beneath the number that corresponded to what stall you were in. Levy had picked the lot himself, preferring it to being parked out on the street. The view wasn’t as good, but it was acceptable. It was his opinion that a windowless van parked too near the mosque might draw undue attention to itself. Vaughan had agreed.

“How do you want to do this?” asked Davidson.

“We’ve got your Bronco parked around the corner,” replied Vaughan. “From this distance, I don’t think anyone is going to notice us getting out of the van.

“I’ll stay here and monitor the feeds while you take Josh with you. He’ll ride shotgun and can drop three balls. One at the beginning of the alley, one near the back door of the target building, and one before you turn back out onto the street.”

Levy shook his head. “I don’t leave the van.”

“Why not?”

“I just don’t.”

Vaughan looked at Davidson for some sort of explanation but the Public Vehicles officer just looked back at him and smiled as if to say, I told you so.

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