The Kill Zone (Kirk McGarvey 9) by Hagberg David

Author:Hagberg, David [Hagberg, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Thrillers, Espionage
ISBN: 9780812577792
Google: wiKKrnVP568C
Amazon: 0812577795
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2002-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

102

"Tell them that I'm on my way," McGarvey said. "But my wife is not to be moved from the house until I get there."

"I understand."

Yemm was already at the door.

McGarvey got to his feet. It was hard to keep his head on straight. "You might be right about Cropley after all," he told Adkins. "In the meantime, I want you to call Fred Rudolph over at the Bureau. I'd like a twenty-four seven surveillance operation placed on the Russian embassy, specifically on their known or suspected SVR people."

"Do you think the Russians are behind this?" Adkins asked. He seemed startled.

"I don't know. But we need to get some answers. Something that makes sense."

McGarvey was always glad to get home. But this morning the house did not seem warm or inviting. The windows were dark and somehow forbidding, as if they contained horrible secrets within. A neighbor, whom he didn't know, was in his driveway across the cul-de-sac. He wore a bright plaid robe. He'd come out to get the Sunday paper. He raised his hand and waved. McGarvey waved back.

"Brian Conners," Yemm said at his shoulder. "His wife is Janet. They check out."

McGarvey could only guess what the Connerses thought about the goings-on over here.

If they knew the extent of the trouble, there would probably be a moving truck in their driveway right now. The two officers in the van at the foot of the driveway had the windows down. They looked cold but very alert. Yemm gave them a curt nod, then hustled McGarvey up the walk to the house. Peggy Vaccaro let them in. She wasn't smiling. She looked determined and a little frightened. A bruise was forming on the side of her face. The house was quiet. "Mrs. M. has finally settled down." "Where is she?"

McGarvey asked. "Upstairs in her bedroom. Janis is with her." She helped McGarvey off with his coat. "Dr. Stenzel hasn't been here yet?" "Not yet," the security officer said.

She seemed to be on the verge of collapse. She looked exhausted. McGarvey glanced toward the head of the stairs. The Russian Typhoon clock had stopped. He supposed he hadn't wound it, but he couldn't remember. "What happened?" he asked. Yemm had cocked his head to listen to something, and he stared at the alarm system keypad on the wall next to the closet door. The lights were out. "She started making phone calls as soon as you left," Peggy Vaccaro said. "She was working on some fund-raising event, because she told us that the best time to catch them with their checkbooks open was on Sunday mornings, when they were still home in their pajamas." "Did she come downstairs?" Peggy shook her head. "She never left the bedroom. We brought her some coffee, and Janis and I took turns out in the hall by her door until she lost it."

Janis Westlake came to the head of the stairs. She looked distraught. "She's okay now, Mr. Director," she called down softly. "It just happened? Out of the blue?" McGarvey asked.

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