Gone by James Patterson & Michael Ledwidge

Author:James Patterson & Michael Ledwidge [Patterson, James & Ledwidge, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781455515851
Amazon: 145551585X
Publisher: Vision
Published: 2014-12-16T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 49

SCANLON’S HOUSE WAS IN Brentwood, on Chaparal Street, a quiet, high-hedged lane behind an all-girls private school. It was an old, tasteful brick Tudor house hidden behind a lot of shrubbery, with a wrought iron gate across its driveway.

There weren’t too many parked cars on the secluded street, and, even with the silver Mercedes crossover we were using for an unmarked, it definitely wasn’t the best setup for surveillance.

“Nice crib for a chum chopper,” I said from where we parked, a couple of houses down.

Parker nodded. “That house easily goes for a million, maybe a million and a half.”

There was a security light on above the garage when we got there. We scanned the windows with binoculars, but there was nothing. No movement anywhere, even after another half an hour. There was no way to tell if Scanlon was home.

Parker fixed that, and quick. She made a phone call, and about twenty minutes later, a plain, white panel van pulled onto Chaparal. It passed us without acknowledgment and then slowed to a brief stop in front of Scanlon’s house before pulling away.

Parker’s phone dinged a couple of minutes later.

“It’s clean,” came a voice from the speaker, “but there’s a dog, Parker. A big son of a bitch. Good luck.”

“Gee, thanks,” Parker said, hanging up.

“Infrared?” I said.

“Close,” Parker said. “That was the LA office’s portable X-ray van. We use it at the ports sometimes, and on presidential visits. Two techs in the back of it work equipment that can see right through just about anything.”

“Like a TSA team on wheels? I take it that’s a pretty much all-male detail. Tell me, Parker. Can federal contractors apply for the job, and what’s the waiting list like?”

Parker raised one of her auburn eyebrows.

“You’d be surprised how many female agents are in the unit, Bennett.”

I blinked at her.

“Well, in that case, remind me to head to the supermarket before we go back to the hotel. I need to make a supply of tinfoil boxers for my stay here in LA.”

Though Parker tried to hide it, I noticed she actually laughed a little at that one. My war of attrition was taking its toll. As usual, I was wearing her down with my charm.

“Now, if Scanlon isn’t home trying not to let the bed-bugs bite at this time of night, where do you think he is, Mike?”

“That’s the sixty-four-million-dollar question, isn’t it?” I said. “If I were an international fugitive sneaking into an unfriendly country, I’d probably want to keep everyone who knew about it on a tight leash. At least until I left. If I were a betting man, I’d put my money on it that Scanlon is chilling with the big boss for the duration of his trip.”

“Which means, if we find Scanlon, we find Perrine,” she said.

“We can only hope and pray,” I said.

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