Down the Rabbit Hole by F J messina

Author:F J messina [messina, F J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780999853306
Publisher: Blair/Brooke Publishing
Published: 2018-04-02T22:00:00+00:00

At nine-thirty, Sonia walked up the steps of the white house, through the first door, and into the offices of Semper Fi Investigations.

Brad looked up from his desk. “Hi.” As she moved toward the desk, he continued, “Come on over here and sit down. I’ve been working on something and I need your help.”

“What’s that?” She moved to one of the wheat-colored chairs.

“I’ve been going over and over the communications we intercepted, and some of them still have me baffled. Do you have your phone with you, the one you keep your notes on?”

“Of course.” She reached into her purse.

“The more I go over these communications, the more I get the sense that we’re missing a key player, maybe more than one key player.” He picked up a pencil and began tapping it on his desk.

“What do you mean?”

“Listen, we believe that Toro is the code name for the person at the top of this chain, right?”

She nodded. “Right.”

“And we believe Forty is a code name for Hollings, the person running the operation here in Lexington.”

“Uh huh.”

“Well, what if Toro’s not the top of the chain, but rather, only the beginning of the chain?” Brad stood up and started pacing around the room. “There are just so many different communications flying around in that system. I still don’t have it all clear in my mind.” Brad paused and looked directly at Sonia. “Could you write some sort of computer program that would help us sort some of these things out?”

“What kind of program?” A tiny quiver ran through her body. She knew her way around computers, but . . . .

“Something that might lock into the few actual times and dates that we know for sure certain things happened. Knowledge we’ve gained from your prior surveillance.”

“I don’t know, maybe. Maybe if I set up a few benchmark points in a database and —”

“Hold on, hold on. Something’s going down. Look.” Brad was pointing to the computer monitor on the far table, the one that was receiving the feed from the cameras surveilling Dahlia Farm. He walked closer to the table. “There it is, our favorite feed and hay truck.” He turned to Sonia and smiled. “Looks like we’re on babe. Grab your stuff. Time to roll!”

Sonia sat still for just a moment. Her heart jumped. Her brain raced. Here it was, the plan they had been talking about was suddenly exploding into reality. She and Brad were about to take off, following pickup trucks loaded with drugs─drugs that would be delivered to places unknown.

“SONIA!” Brad shouted. “Now! It’s on now! We’ve got to roll! Go! Go! Go!”

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