Today’s excerpt is from The Saltwater
Connection, Book #6 of the Janitors Series. The terrorists kidnap another young
woman…right under the noses of the FBI, Dan, and Hector. Enjoy and have a great day.
m.j.
The terrorist,
for his part, was starting to get a bit flustered, as he had spotted nothing of
use as he pulled into a parking lot near a sports bar and grill. As was his practice, he turned off his car
and waited.
One of the FBI
cars in the tailing team pulled to a stop half a block down from the parking
lot, as Dan drove on by the lot in the opposite direction and found a street
parking spot. As he pulled in, he
glanced at Hector. “I guess if he goes
into that bar back there, we’ll have to go in.
All of the FBIs have already gone in when he did and we don’t want him
seeing the same guy twice.”
“Yeah. I could use a drink anyhow, and damn sure
something to eat. I’m getting hungry as
all get-out.”
Dan
chuckled. “Me, too.”
At that moment,
a very nice looking young woman pulled into the parking lot, parked her car,
got out, and headed for the sports bar.
The terrorist quickly called Ibn on his cellphone. “I have one.
Rather tall blonde. Nice
body. Drove in a dark sedan,
two-door. I think maybe a Saturn. The parking spot next to her is vacant.”
“On my way. Should be there in the next minute. Go on in.”
Without reply,
the terrorist turned off his phone, got out of his car, and headed for the
entrance of the bar. The FBI agents
parked half a block down saw him and called Dan. “He’s headed in.”
“Thanks. We’ll go, since you guys have both already
been inside with him. Plus which, we’re
both hungry.”
The FBI agent
laughed. “Okay. Good hunting.”
Dan cocked his
head sideways and got out of the car, with Hector following. Inside, they spotted their prey and opted for
a seat to his back. When a waitress came
to their table, both men ordered drinks and sandwiches, then settled in to
wait.
Before their
food arrived, the terrorist was served what he had ordered and started to
eat. Dan and Hector sipped their drinks
while waiting on their food…food they would spend a long time wishing they had
never ordered.
When their
waitress brought their order, the young woman selected for abduction got up
from the table she had been sitting at and headed out of the bar. She was shielded by the waitress from Dan and
Hector, but not the terrorist, who quickly got up and went into the men’s
room. He dialed his cellphone on the way
there. As soon as Ibn answered, he
simply reported, “On the way.”
Ibn didn’t reply,
but quickly alerted his companions. The
sliding door of the van was already cracked about an inch. When the woman reached her car, it slid open
the rest of the way and Haji Sitta jumped out, duct tape in hand. In very short order, the woman was in the
rear of the van, getting a shot to quiet her.
Meanwhile, the
spotter paid his bill—even though he had not quite finished his meal—and headed
outside. Dan sighed and called the FBI
team parked down the street. “He’s
heading out.”
“See him.”
When the white
van pulled out of the lot, it temporary shielded the spotter from the FBI team,
but they paid it no mind, as they soon saw him getting into his car.
Inside, as Dan
was paying their bill, a man ran into the bar and shouted to the bartender,
“Call 911! Two guys in a white van just
grabbed a woman as she was getting into her car.”
Dan just tossed
down more money than needed on the table as he followed Hector out of the
building. As they hurried to their car,
Dan took out his cellphone and called the FBI team. “Anybody see a white van? Guys in it just snatched a gal.”
“Yeah. Shit, it went the other way from the way
we’re headed. The direction your car is
pointing. Made a right at the first
street. You hurry, you might catch
him. Want us to stay on the spotter?”
“Yes,” Dan
answered as he climbed in behind the steering wheel. As he started the car, he handed the phone to
Hector and quickly filled him in. In
seconds Dan was out in traffic and soon made the right turn. Ahead, he and Hector could see several cars
and other vehicles, but no white van.
As he drove,
Hector was reporting their progress using the cellphone. Soon other FBI teams in the area were heading
down various streets near where Dan was driving. After about ten minutes, all felt the situation
was hopeless and it was agreed to again concentrate on the spotter.
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