Takedown: A Thriller by Brad Thor

Author:Brad Thor [Brad Thor]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General, Fiction, United States, General & Literary Fiction, Suspense, Thrillers, Suspense fiction, American Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Fiction - Espionage, thriller, Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945), Espionage, Spy stories, Travel, New York (N.Y.), Intrigue, Political, Manhattan (New York; N.Y.), Northeast, Bombings, Middle Atlantic, Terrorist bombings
ISBN: 9781416505426
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 2007-05-21T23:00:00+00:00

NEWYORKCITY

Satisfied?” asked Mike Jaffe as he turned off the monitor.

Brad Harper was stunned. “So those were female DIA operatives dressed to look like his kids?”

“Why do you think the camera never made it into the bathroom until their heads were already bent over the edge of the tub?”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“Because you wouldn’t have given it the same reaction,” replied Jaffe. “It was perfect. Worthy of an Academy Award.”

“But I wasn’t acting.”

“I know. That’s why it was so perfect. Mohammed would have smelled the good cop/bad cop routine a mile away. Right now he thinks you’re terrified of my methods. If he thinks you believe I’m unstable and will stop at nothing, then he’s going to start believing it too.”

Harper didn’t like being used.

“So are we good here?” asked Jaffe in response to the marine’s silence. Harper wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that.

“Are we good?” repeated Jaffe, slowly and deliberately.

The subtext was obvious. Jaffe wanted to know if Harper was going to continue to play ball, or if he had some sort of a problem that needed to be addressed. Harper had some serious doubts as to how Jaffe might handle any dissension. After all, the man had pointed a loaded pistol at his head, point-blank. As long as the kids were out of the picture and no longer potential casualties, he figured he could go along with almost anything else Jaffe had up his sleeve. Harper nodded his head and said, “Yeah, we’re good.”

“Excellent. I’ve got three large rolls of Visqueen in the office at the end of the hall. I want you to go get them. It’s going to get pretty bloody in there.”

“Excuse me?” replied the young marine.

“Visqueen,”repeated Jaffe. “Rolls of plastic sheeting.”

“I know what Visqueen is. What are we going to need it for?”

“I just told you. Right after you told me we were good. Did I misunderstand something?”

“No,” said Harper.

“No, sir,” corrected Jaffe.

Harper wanted to deck this deranged piece of shit, but he choked the impulse back and responded,

“No,sir. ”

“Good, because I’d hate to think you were going soft on me, Harper. I asked for marines on this assignment because marines are tough. Marines have got guts! And we’re gonna need all the guts we have to face down these two shitbags in the other room.”

“I understand,” said Harper, “but plastic sheeting? Are we really going to need it?”

“It’s not for us. It’s for the two foreign intelligence agents who are assisting us. They requested it.”

“Rashid and Hassan? What are they going to do with it?”

“They’re probably going to use it to keep blood off the walls and off the carpeting.”

Harper had figured things were going to really get ugly at some point, but the ugly he had anticipated was from psychological stress applied to their captives. They were in New York City, for Christ’s sake, not some third-world torture chamber.

Jaffe could read the young marine’s mind just by looking at him. “What’d you think this was going to be, son?

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