Cam - 03 - The Moonpool by P. T. Deutermann

Author:P. T. Deutermann [Deutermann, P. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 0312371594
Published: 2008-01-01T13:00:00+00:00

I had to admit: They were good. Really good. They’d managed to get alongside the boat without alerting the shepherds, immobilize them without a sound, and board the Keeper without either of us feeling or hearing anything. The leader of the squad motioned for me to back up into the narrow companionway between the galley and the vestibule leading down into the engine compartment. His face was entirely concealed by a tactical SWAT mask, but the muzzle of his weapon was in plain view and unwavering. Three of them squeezed by the leader with the muffled sounds of body armor, and then I heard a little squeak from Moira in the main lounge. A minute later, Moira and I were sitting on the couch, our hands in our laps bound by plastic handcuffs looped through our belts, and the room was filling up with men in black.

They spread out, quietly but efficiently, throughout the boat, making sure there wasn’t anyone else on board. Within about a minute, the entire crew was back in the main lounge. There were none of the usual “Clear!” reports being shouted from room to room. Instead I heard a muttering sound among the group, which was when I realized they were networked on a tactical headset radio circuit. This was not your garden-variety SWAT team. They were big, and their body armor made them look huge. One of them found Moira’s cell phone. He picked it up, scanned the screen, and then extracted the battery and the SIM card. Then he crunched the plastic carcass in his gloved hand and dropped the plastic bits into a trashcan by the desk.

One of the group handed his weapon to another man and stepped forward. He took his face mask off with a faint hiss of air. It was the Marine major from our erstwhile federal day-care center, and he did not look happy.

“What did you do to my dogs?” I asked.

“They’re safer in the nets than running around,” he said. “This way we don’t have to kill them. Like they killed one of my dogs.”

“I apologize for that,” I said. “He was doing his job, but so were mine.”

“Your ‘job’ was to sit tight. I want to know how you got loose in the first place.”

I wasn’t going to tell him anything, but then Moira spoke up. “I got us loose, Major Fuckface,” she spat. “Your so-called electronic security was a joke.”

“And I suppose you started that fire?”

“Damned straight,” she said before I could deny everything. “I hope the whole goddamned place burned down.”

“Got your wish, sweetheart,” he said. “Now we’re going to get mine. Someone wants to see you.”

He snapped his fingers, and two of his masked brutes came forward. One hauled Moira to her feet by her cuffed wrists while the other pulled a black mesh body stocking over her head from the back in one smooth motion. He stretched it down to her waist, where the first man let go of her cuffs long enough for his buddy to pull the stocking all the way down to her ankles.

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