Sailors and Sirens by Charles Dougherty

Author:Charles Dougherty [Dougherty, Charles]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

I pulled to the curb in the arrivals area, and an unfamiliar woman in a business suit approached the car. She opened the back door and tossed in a duffle bag. Closing the door, she got into the front passenger seat. The auburn wig and the suit made a big difference in Mary's appearance.

"You look like the woman who killed Brandon," I said, as she fastened her seatbelt.

"My choices were limited," she said. "I thought a change of appearance was in order, though."

"Where did you get the disguise?"

"My backpack. I still had the clothes and the wig from the other night. But you're the only one who saw me dressed this way."

"Where's the backpack?" I asked, pulling out into traffic.

"In the duffle bag, and the duffle bag was rolled up in the backpack before I changed. A girl never knows when she might need to dress up."

"Good for you. If they're watching me or the car, this should throw them off."

"You think they're watching you?"

"I haven't spotted anybody, but you never know. I thought we could get on the road and switch cars along the way."

"Okay," she said. "While I was killing time in the gate area, I went online and searched for Vasily Zaytsev."

"And what did you learn?"

"He was a famous Russian sniper in World War II, a Hero of the Soviet Union. Literally hundreds of kills to his credit. He died in 1991."

"Interesting. I wonder why our mystery man sent you looking for him. Think he's sending you a message of some kind?"

She shrugged. "If he is, it's lost on me. Should we call Aaron?"

"Sure. Get him on the horn."

She took her Phorcys-provided phone from her purse and placed the call.

"Mary?"

"Hi, Aaron. You're on the speaker," she said. "We're both here."

"Okay. What's new with you two?"

"We're on the Interstate headed north," I said. "We'll need a little logistics help, but first, Mary has a new admirer."

"Oh? Who's that?" Aaron asked.

Mary told him about the voicemail and about her internet research. "When we hang up," she said, "I'll email a recording of the voicemail to you."

"Have you responded to him?" Aaron asked.

"No. We figure he was having me watched; we wanted to lose the tail first. Plus, we haven't come up with a plan for responding."

"You don't think they're following you now?" he asked.

I told Aaron about Mary's false trail. "Mary's probably clean now, but it's possible they're following me. I haven't spotted a tail yet, but who knows? That brings us to the logistics help I mentioned."

"Okay," Aaron said. "What do you need?"

"Fresh identities and a rental car to match. We'll pick them up at the Orlando airport this evening."

"Not a problem. Here's what I recommend. Turn in your car there and take the shuttle to the terminal. Split up. Get tickets to anywhere with your current IDs, and go through security. Then head for the shuttles and go to the hotel in the airport complex. The concierge desk will have a package for Jerome Finnegan. That will have your new identities.

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