The First 48 by Tim Green

Author:Tim Green [GREEN, TIM]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780446504867
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 33

Tom, bleary-eyed, looked like he was sleepwalking. He muttered something under his breath, talking to himself. Or someone else. But Mike had seen him appear this way in the courtroom and then snap out of it to deliver an awe-inspiring closing argument. When they reached the elevators, Mike pulled off his glaring yellow badge and deftly tossed it into the side port of a brass trash can. A soft bell rang and the elevator doors slid open. A thinly bearded young man got off and started past them into the newsroom.

“Excuse me,” Mike said. “They sent me up from tech. Mr. Herman called. Some kind of problem with someone’s computer, Jane Redmon’s.”

The man raised one eyebrow and said, “I guess they don’t know where she is.”

Mike shrugged as if that had nothing to do with him and asked, “Where’s her desk?”

“Over here,” the man said. “I’ll show you.”

Mike gave Tom a little shove back toward the conference room and started after the man.

“Go,” he said under his breath.

Tom went. Mike watched from the corner of his eye. The two men were still visible inside the glass conference room, and their heads turned in unison when Tom appeared outside the door. Tom went in and slammed it behind him. Mike pursed his lips to keep from grinning. The entire newsroom craned their necks to watch.

“Right here,” the young man said, pointing to a simple blue metal desk in the middle of all the other primary colors. He was looking toward the conference room.

“Great, thanks,” Mike said. “Freaking viruses, you know?”

He sat immediately and hunched down over the keyboard. The computer was already on. His fingers pounded away at the keys, bridging the gap between his mind and the computer almost seamlessly. The world around him seemed to melt away.

No more than two minutes had gone by before he was aware of people standing at his side. A bead of sweat dripped from his nose and spattered down on the space bar. Whoever they were, they were saying something to him.

Mike ignored them. He was almost into Jane’s hard drive. Once he had it, he’d have to download it. The voice of the person next to him broke through his concentration. They were barking at him now to stop. Mike pounded on. He could feel the sweat in his armpits bleeding into his shirt. There were two of them, maybe three. Someone put his hand on Mike’s shoulder. Mike spun his head up and snarled.

He shrugged the hand off his shoulder and threw his attention back onto the screen.

“Someone call security.”

Mike figured he had two more minutes, and he would need all of that. A small crowd was beginning to gather. His heart fluttered and the air seemed terribly thin. Another bead of sweat fell from his nose.

“Sir,” someone said. It was an authoritative voice. “Sir, you have to come with us. Sir.”

Mike’s fingers pounded. They danced. They sang. He was into the hard drive. He had a link to his E-mail address.

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