Jack Hunter: Super Sniper by Cash Rawlin

Author:Cash, Rawlin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rawlin Cash
Published: 2019-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

Thirty-Five

Hunter made his way to a clearing and got picked up by one of the choppers. It brought him to a public park on the east side of Lynchburg near the address Huey Clay had given.

When he got to the ratty apartment building, Fawn was already there with a tech crew from Langley.

“They’re getting everything they can from the laptop,” Fawn said.

“And what about the gunman?”

“We haven’t found anything yet,” she said. “The forest is still on lockdown. If he’s in there, he’s not going anywhere.”

“He’s not in the forest,” Hunter said.

“We’ll get him,” Fawn said. “We were close.”

Hunter was looking over the tech guy’s shoulder. They were cloning the hard drives and sending all the data to the NSA data center in Utah. If there was something there, it wouldn’t take long to find it.

“So what’s our plan now?” Fawn said, looking at Hunter.

“That’s for Hale to say.”

“Hale’s with the president.”

“We could go back to the Greenbrier.”

“They’ve already moved.”

“Really?”

“Yes, by motorcade.”

“After we left?”

“Yes. As soon as we boarded the chopper.”

“Where to?”

Fawn shrugged.

“I hope somewhere good,” Hunter said.

She nodded.

“I still expect you to go pick up that child,” Hunter said.

Fawn nodded. She wasn’t used to putting her work aside, but a deal was a deal.

“When that shot hit the chopper,” she said.

“What do ballistics show on that?”

“They’re still looking, but I wanted to say,” she paused.

He looked at her.

“Thank you,” she said.

Hunter nodded. He kept his face blank.

“We’ve got something,” one of the technicians said.

“What is it?”

“The messages.”

“They confirm what he told me?”

“I’ve got that parking lot on the I-295 here.”

“No one will show,” Fawn said, “but we should send a team anyway.”

“What else?” Hunter said.

“I think we’re going to have an IP address for you on the person who sent the message.”

“The message to Clay?”

“Yes. Here it is. It’s a motel outside DC.”

Hunter leaned over the guy to see the map on the screen. “What about a room number?”

“No, I can’t tell. The whole building shares that address.”

“Can you keep looking for more IP addresses? See if we can draw a picture.”

“Yes, sir.”

Hunter turned to Fawn. “And can you get Fitzpatrick on this? NSA tracks every movement in DC. See if anyone interesting has been to that motel in the past twenty-four hours. In fact, I wouldn’t mind a list of every single person who’s gone in and out of it in the last month if he’s got it.”

“I’ll get him on it,” she said.

Fawn got on the phone and Hunter looked around the apartment. It was a squalid place, dirty mattress, dirty refrigerator, no dishes in the cabinets. There were signs of drug use and there was a safe that had been opened by the local police before he got there. It contained a few grand in cash, some handguns, a journal full of names and numbers.

“Looks like this guy’s story checks out,” he said.

“Yeah,” Fawn said.

“Have they been rounded up yet?”

“Not all of them. They’re still in the forest. They’ll be brought in for more questioning when we catch them but I doubt we’ll get any more out of them than what’s on that laptop.

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