Paladin of Shadows 5 - A Deeper Blue by Ringo John

Author:Ringo, John
Language: eng
Format: epub

Paladin of Shadows 5 - A Deeper Blue

Chapter Fourteen

“Track 738,” Greznya said, pointing to the screen.

The Kildar was looking. . . odd this morning. It would only be noticeable to someone who knew him well but it was clear to Greznya. He looked tired and the Kildar very rarely looked tired, no matter how long an op had gone on. Given that this one had been fairly easy so far, it was. . .strange.

“It came into range of the balloons from the north, somewhere north of Grand Island,” she continued, tracing the track. “Very high speed run down to the waters off Key Largo. Then it turned and headed over to the Bahamas cut. It was lost from radar while in the Cut.”

“And it never slowed off Largo?” Mike asked, taking a sip of his coffee.Ê

“No, Kildar,” Greznya said. “But it matches the profile perfectly.”

“So the boat is somewhere inside in the Bahamas,” Mike said, frowning. “Along with a billion others.”

“Yes, Kildar,” Greznya said.

“Okay,” Mike replied. “Let me think about this for a while.”

* * *

Mike left the intel shack, yawning. Fucking dreams. Even screwing the ass off of Bambi hadn't helped. He wasn't sure it had helped her, either, but at least she understood where he was at.

He walked out the back door and looked at the water. The boats were gone. Randy was taking the Keldara out for off-​shore practice. They'd only get in about an hour on the rough before they'd have to come back due to fuel constraints. Which led his mind to. . .

The landing craft headed for the beach. It had come around the point from out of his view. Don was on the way with the Navy guys.

Mike walked down to the beach and waited as the boat approached, sipping his coffee. The techs would have had a miserable night. The LCT had some bunks, but the crossing would have been awful; the damned things rocked like nobody's business.

The problem being, he needed them to get started right away. Well, as soon as the boats got back. But it was going to take them at least that long to get set up.

When the ramp dropped, the first person off was a big blonde guy with a civvie bag over one shoulder. He was looking around with interest but the techs behind him were clearly just glad to get back on land.

“You the NCOIC?” Mike said, walking up with his hand out.

“Yeah,” the guy said, eyeing Mike warily but shaking his hand.

“Welcome to the Abacos Estate,” Mike said. “The boats are out training right now. They'll be back in an hour or so. I need the extended range tanks installed and the engines tuned by sundown. That a problem. . . Master Chief?”

“Senior,” the guy said, his jaw flexing.

“Get my boats functional and it won't be for long,” Mike said. “Any issues?”

“Parts,” the senior chief said. “As in unavailability of.”

“I'll hook you up with my logistics lady,” Mike replied. “She'll see to anything you need.

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