The Negotiator by Dee Henderson

Author:Dee Henderson [Dee Henderson]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781414355054
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2012-08-10T11:45:29+00:00

“This is briefing T+32 hour update.” Bob called the evening meeting to order. “What do we know about the bomb?”

Kate hoped they had something. It had been a long, grueling day with little forward progress given how promising the day had begun. A look at the people getting off the plane, the first class passengers, had revealed nothing new. They had spent hours in the old case files, and it felt like she had been reliving them all. It was frustrating to know they were this close and not have someone to focus on.

The NTSB coordinator got to his feet and turned on the overhead projector. “It was under seat 4C in first class. That makes it under the seat of a Mr. Nathan Young.”

Kate let out the breath she had been holding. They were going to be able to explain the reference to her name, not have to dig through her ancient past.

“We’ll come back to Mr. Young,” Bob decided. “Tell me about the bomb. Components?”

A transparency went down the overhead. “We’ve got a seared briefcase that appears to have been punched from the inside out; a laptop appears to have been carrying the device.”

A briefcase? Dave scrawled. Someone would notice if a briefcase were left on the plane.

Nathan was carrying a briefcase. She hesitated. Suicide?

No. Someone wanted him to carry the bomb that would kill him.

Revenge with malice.

Yes. Someone consumed with anger. Dave paused. And he’s angry with you, too.

Thanks for the reminder.

Another slide. “The bomb appears to have been inside the battery pack. Note the way it blew. There were metal plates at the back of the battery pack to send the explosion out through the briefcase instead of into the laptop. The machine itself is remarkably intact for the nature of the blast, considering it was found embedded in the airframe.”

“What type of explosive was used?” Bob asked.

“Chemical analysis has just begun. Based on the size of the device, it was probably C-4, not quite a quarter of a brick.”

“How was it triggered? Was it set to go off at a specific time, or did someone have to arm it?”

“We’re still looking for components to determine that.”

Bob nodded. “Tell me about Mr. Nathan Young.”

Dave referred to the bio they had assembled to answer that question. “Forty-seven. Caucasian. Married eight years, no children. His second, her first. MBA Harvard. He owns four banks in Chicago, six in New York, and recently bought one in Denver.”

“The obvious question: Did Mr. Nathan Young know there was a bomb in his briefcase? Was the laptop his? If it was, who had access to it recently? Who would have reason to target him? We’ll meet again tomorrow, 9 A.M.”

The meeting broke up into smaller clusters of people.

“A bank president killed by a bomb he may have unknowingly carried on board, a brother who was a drug dealer killed on the same plane. Henry Lott angry enough last week that he planned to blow up one of Nathan’s banks,” Kate summarized. “We’ve got a lot of questions to answer.

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