Lee Child by Jack Reacher 14 - 61 Hours (v5)

Author:Jack Reacher 14 - 61 Hours (v5)
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780553818130
Publisher: a cognizant original v5 release november 12 2010
Published: 2010-05-18T04:00:00+00:00

They got back in the house and peeled off layers and endured the pain of thawing. Reacher’s ears burned and his nose and chin prickled and itched. Peterson and the two women cops had to have been feeling the same, but they showed no signs of distress. Probably a matter of local South Dakota pride. Chief Holland was entirely OK. He had been riding in a heated car, out of the wind. But still he gave a theatrical shiver as soon as he stepped into the hallway. Relief, Reacher figured, now that Janet Salter’s exposure was over and they had gotten away with it.

The two women cops took up their established positions. Janet Salter went to work with her percolator. Reacher and Peterson and Holland watched her from the hallway. Then the phone rang. Janet Salter asked someone to pick it up. Peterson got it. He listened for a second and held the receiver out to Reacher.

“For you,” he said. “It’s the woman from the 110th MP.”

Reacher took the phone. Peterson and Holland trooped into the kitchen and left him alone. Instinctive politeness. Reacher put the phone to his ear and the voice from Virginia said, “I called a guy in the Air Force.”

“And?”

“We’re getting there. Slowly, but not because it’s a secret. Quite the opposite. Because the place was abandoned and forgotten years ago. It fell off the active list when God’s dog was still a puppy. Nobody can remember a thing about it.”

“Not even what it was?”

“All the details are archived. All my guy has seen so far is a report about how hard it was to build. The design was compromised several times during construction because of the kind of terrain they found. Some kind of schist. You know what that is?”

“Bedrock, I guess,” Reacher said. “Probably hard, if it caused difficulties.”

“It proves they were excavating underground.”

“That’s for sure. Not a bad result, for the first two hours.”

“One hour,” the voice said. “I took a nap first.”

“You’re a bad person.”

“Last time I checked, you’re not my boss.”

“Anything else?”

“I got a hit on a Florida cop called Kapler. Miami PD, born there thirty-six years ago, upped and quit two years ago for no apparent reason. No health issues, not in debt. I’ll get more when I’m in the Miami PD records.”

“You can do that with Google?”

“No, I’m using a few other resources. I’ll let you know.”

“Thanks,” Reacher said. “Anything else?”

There was a pause. “My guy isn’t talking.”

“From Fort Hood?”

“Not a word.”

“Where is he?”

“Back on post, in a cell.”

“Did he live on-post or off-post?”

“Off.”

“So he’s looking at Texas law for the homicide or the Uniform Code for the treason. That’s a rock and a hard place. Either way he’s going to fry. He doesn’t have an incentive to talk.”

“What would you do?”

“What’s your goal?”

“The nonstate actors. Who he’s talking to, and how, and why.”

“The why is easy. He probably served in Iraq or Afghanistan and got seduced by all the humanitarian bullshit and made friends and got played like a fish.

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