The Professionals by Owen Laukkanen

Author:Owen Laukkanen [Laukkanen, Owen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, General, Mystery & Detective, Thrillers, Crime
ISBN: 9781101561300
Google: RH4qLtI2Om4C
Amazon: B005GSZJ9I
Barnesnoble: B005GSZJ9I
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2012-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

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Stevens and Windermere touched down in Miami just after nine in the morning, and they were on a plane to Jacksonville by a quarter to ten. Agent Vance had paged them as soon as they touched down in Dade County, passing along the good news about Marie McAllister and hooking them up with two new tickets north. It was six in the morning in Seattle. If the kid had slept at all, it was a miracle.

“Pender’s people live out in Port Angeles,” he told Windermere, “but I made a little midnight visit to the McAllister family home. Couple of sleepy doctors. Surprised as anyone to hear their daughter was a fugitive.”

“Not the kind of thing you tell your parents,” said Windermere.

“True enough. I showed them a couple pictures from Marie’s laptop. The parents didn’t have a clue, but the girl’s sister recognized the other two suspects. The big guy’s Matt Sawyer. Seattle kid, father’s in advertising. He went to school here as well. The little one’s Ben Stirzaker—she kept calling him Mouse, whatever that means. Kid’s supposed to be some kind of computer genius.”

“Can you e-mail this stuff?” said Windermere. “We’ll review it when we touch down in Jacksonville.”

“On it,” said Vance. He paused. “One more thing. This guy D’Antonio slipped our tail. Miami guys lost him about a half hour after he left airport property.”

D’Antonio’s driver, a Hispanic cat in a boat of a Cadillac, had managed to duck the Feds without much of a problem, Vance explained. The agents made the driver as one Eddy “Zeke” Sevillano, a middleman in the Miami drug and prostitution racket, but so far, nobody could pin down where the man slept at night—or how he tied in with Alessandro D’Antonio. “Either way,” said Vance, “this guy D’Antonio’s clearly a pro.”

“The bastard nearly killed me,” said Windermere. “We catch up with him again, and I’ll show him who’s pro. Keep looking for him. In the meantime, we still have the girl.”

“She’ll have to do,” said Vance.

“She’ll more than do, Vance. She’ll get us the rest of her gang. You running out of things to do yet?”

Vance laughed. “Pile it on, lady.”

“First things first, let’s freeze their bank accounts,” said Windermere. “We know they’ve got money somewhere, so let’s find it and take it from them. And get McAllister transferred to the Jacksonville regional office. We’ll interview her when we’re on the ground.”

Then they were on another plane, Windermere bouncing in her seat as the tiny commuter jet roared down the runway. She looks pumped, thought Stevens, watching his partner humming to herself, her eyes darting to look out the window and then back around to the cabin. She couldn’t wait for the plane to land.

Stevens couldn’t wait, either. He had a splitting headache, and the little commuter plane scared him worse than any big jetliner. But he was pumped up as well. The hunch had paid off. Somehow, somebody in the Jacksonville airport had recognized Marie McAllister and had managed to corral her before she disappeared again.

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