Sacred Stone (With Craig Dirgo) by Clive Cussler

Author:Clive Cussler [Cussler, Clive]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller
ISBN: 9781101204856
Publisher: Berkley Books; Penguin Group
Published: 2004-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

“I DON’T KNOW how we missed it,” Rodgers said.

“No matter,” Meadows said, “now you have a plate number on the truck. Track it down and the bomb will be close.”

“Can I have the tape?” Rodgers asked.

Meadows didn’t disclose that he’d had the author make two copies and that one of them was safely inside the borrowed Range Rover. “Sure,” he said.

“I think we can take it from here,” Rodgers said, reasserting his authority. “I’ll make sure and have my boss notify the head of American intelligence to praise you for your contribution.”

The constant struggle between people and agencies was exerting itself. Rodgers must have been briefed by his superiors that whatever might happen, MI5 needed to receive credit for recovering the bomb. Now that he had what he believed would allow them to recover the bomb, he was trying to push the Corporation into the background.

“I understand,” Seng said. “Do you mind if we keep the Rover for a few more days?”

“No, please, help yourself,” Rodgers said.

“And would it be all right if we questioned the owner of the pub,” Meadows asked, “just so we can complete our file and all?”

“We’ve already extensively grilled the man,” Rodgers said, considering the request for a long moment, “so I can’t see how it can hurt.”

Rodgers reached for his cell phone to call in the van’s plate number, then stared at the two Americans with expectation.

“Thank you,” Seng said, motioning to Meadows to walk toward the Range Rover, leaving Rodgers alone.

Rodgers gave a semi-salute and dialed the phone.

Meadows opened the door and climbed behind the wheel as Seng slid into the passenger seat.

“Why’d you give him the tape?” Seng said when the doors were closed.

Meadows pointed to the copy on the floor then started the Range Rover and spun it around in a U-turn.

“Let’s go visit the pub owner,” he said, “and see what else we can find out.”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Seng asked a few minutes later as Meadows stopped in front of the bar.

“I don’t know,” Meadows said. “Does it have to do with the motorcycle that was also on the tape?”

“Why don’t I call it in,” Seng said, “while you go inside?”

Meadows climbed out of the Range Rover. “You’ve got a damn good memory,” he said.

Seng held up his palm, where the number was scrawled in ink.

Meadows closed the door and walked to the pub entrance.

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