Sold Out (Nick Woods Book 1) by Stan R. Mitchell

Author:Stan R. Mitchell [Mitchell, Stan R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-13T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 39

Allen and Nick sat camped out at the Holiday Inn in Knoxville. Allen had taken off for the public library, intent on doing all the necessary research on the FBI office in Knoxville. Nick had said he needed to do some calisthenics and weapons drills. Allen could only vaguely guess what that was.

Inside the library, Allen made short work of his research. Like any decent reporter, he began with a phone book. A cursory search revealed the FBI office location at 710 Locust Avenue and its phone number. He jumped onto a computer and searched for the address.

He found directions to the office and printed satellite aerial photos of the surrounding area.

Back in the hotel room, Nick had showered after his brutal workout. He knew at some point he would have to get Allen involved in exercising, too, for his own sake. However, that could wait, at least until after this hit. Now clean and cool, Nick was on the floor, lying down.

He was dry-firing his unfamiliar .308, getting more comfortable with the trigger and scope of the rifle he'd bought out of the classifieds section. He was executing his seventy-third practice “shot” when there was a single knock on the door -- the signal that it was Allen.

Nick took no chances. He lay down the rifle, pulled out his .45, and got behind the bed.

“Come in,” he said.

After sliding the key card into the slot and entering the room, Allen hastily said, “Alright, damn it. Put that thing down. No one is behind me.”

Nick smiled, holstering the pistol. “Sorry,” he said.

“I found the mother lode,” Allen said. He dropped off some printed copies of his research onto the nearest bed.

“Great,” Nick said, picking them up.

“I had an idea, too,” Allen said.

“What’s that?” Nick grunted, shuffling through the papers.

“We need to do an interview with the local paper after the shot.”

“Say what?” Nick looked up at Allen.

“Yeah, we need to do an interview with the local paper after the shot.”

“I’m not following.”

“Trust me. It’s the power of the press. You have to at least acknowledge that we could fail. That we could be killed without finishing the job, right?”

“True,” Nick reluctantly agreed.

“Exactly. We need to get as much of the story out there as we can. Just in case that happens. This murder will give our story further creditability.”

“Yeah, but it will get our faces out there, too.”

“Oh, come on. Our faces are already out there. You’ve got a nationwide all-points bulletin on both of your names. And, I’ll have the same on me when I don’t show up for court on those child porn charges here soon. Not only does this provide some insurance in case we fail, it’ll also hinder our enemy’s movement. Think of it. Ten or twenty of the nation’s top reporters asking questions at the Pentagon and military bases throughout the country. Regardless of how ridiculous the story, the reporters will start digging. Believe me, I know these reporters. Even something this outlandish will draw interest.

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