Larry. Absolutely nothing.”
Malone 2 - Alexandria Link
FOURTEEN
COPENHAGEN
12:15 PM
DOMINICK SABRE KNEW THAT THE NEXT HOUR WOULD BE critical. He’d already watched on the Copenhagen television stations as the shooting at Kronborg Slot was reported. Which meant Malone and his ex-wife were now on the move. He’d finally heard from the man he’d dispatched to the castle and was glad he’d followed orders.
He checked his watch, then stepped from the front parlor to the back bedroom where Gary Malone was being held. They’d managed to take the boy at school, using official credentials and tough talk, all supposedly in the name of the U.S. government. Within two hours they’d left Atlanta on a charter flight. Pam Malone was approached while they were en route and told precisely what to do. All reports painted her as a difficult woman, but a photo and thoughts of harm coming to her son had ensured that she’d do exactly what they wanted.
He opened the bedroom door and crafted a smile on his face. “Wanted to let you know that we heard from your dad.”
The boy was perched by the window reading a book. Yesterday he’d asked for several volumes, which Sabre had obtained. The young face brightened at the news about his father. “He okay?”
“Doing fine. And he was grateful we had you with us. Your mom is with him, too.”
“Mom is here?”
“Another team brought her over.”
“That’s a first. She’s never been here.” The boy paused. “Her and my dad don’t get along.”
Knowing about Malone’s marital history, he sensed something. “Why’s that?”
“Divorce. They haven’t lived together in a long time.”
“That hard on you?”
Gary seemed to consider the inquiry. He was tall for his age, lanky, with a head of auburn hair. Cotton Malone was a study in contrast. Fair-skinned, thick-limbed, light-haired. Try as he might, Sabre could find nothing of the father in the boy’s face or countenance.
“It’d be better if they were together. But I understand why they’re not.”
“Good you understand. You have a level head.”
Gary smiled. “That’s what my dad always says. You know him?”
“Oh, yes. We’ve worked together for years.”
“What’s happening here? Why am I in danger?”
“I can’t talk about it. But some really bad guys have targeted your dad and they were going to come after you and your mom, so we stepped in to protect you.” He could see that the explanation didn’t seem to totally satisfy.
“But my dad doesn’t work for the government anymore.”
“Unfortunately his enemies don’t care about that. They just want to cause him pain.”
“This is all really weird.”
He forced a smile. “Part of the business, I’m afraid.”
“You have any kids?”
He wondered about the boy’s interest. “No. Never been married.”
“You seem like a nice man.”
“Thanks. Just doing my job.” He motioned and said, “You work out?”
“I play baseball. Season’s been over awhile, though. But I wouldn’t mind throwing a few.”
“Hard to do in Denmark. Baseball is not the national pastime here.”
“I’ve visited the past two summers. I really like it.”
“That the time you spend with your dad?”
Gary nodded. “About the only chance we get together. But that’s okay. I’m glad he lives here. It makes him happy.”
He thought he again sensed something. “Does it make you happy?”
“Sometimes. Other times I wish he was closer.”
“You ever thought about living with him?”
The boy’s face scrunched with concern. “That would kill my mom. She wouldn’t want me to do that.”
“Sometimes you have to do what you have to do.”
“I’ve thought about it.”
He grinned. “Don’t think too hard. And try not to be bored.”
“I miss my mom and dad. I hope they’re all right.”
He’d heard enough. The boy was pacified. He wouldn’t be a problem, at least not for the next hour, which was all Sabre would need.
After that, it
Malone 2 - Alexandria Link
FOURTEEN
COPENHAGEN
12:15 PM
DOMINICK SABRE KNEW THAT THE NEXT HOUR WOULD BE critical. He’d already watched on the Copenhagen television stations as the shooting at Kronborg Slot was reported. Which meant Malone and his ex-wife were now on the move. He’d finally heard from the man he’d dispatched to the castle and was glad he’d followed orders.
He checked his watch, then stepped from the front parlor to the back bedroom where Gary Malone was being held. They’d managed to take the boy at school, using official credentials and tough talk, all supposedly in the name of the U.S. government. Within two hours they’d left Atlanta on a charter flight. Pam Malone was approached while they were en route and told precisely what to do. All reports painted her as a difficult woman, but a photo and thoughts of harm coming to her son had ensured that she’d do exactly what they wanted.
He opened the bedroom door and crafted a smile on his face. “Wanted to let you know that we heard from your dad.”
The boy was perched by the window reading a book. Yesterday he’d asked for several volumes, which Sabre had obtained. The young face brightened at the news about his father. “He okay?”
“Doing fine. And he was grateful we had you with us. Your mom is with him, too.”
“Mom is here?”
“Another team brought her over.”
“That’s a first. She’s never been here.” The boy paused. “Her and my dad don’t get along.”
Knowing about Malone’s marital history, he sensed something. “Why’s that?”
“Divorce. They haven’t lived together in a long time.”
“That hard on you?”
Gary seemed to consider the inquiry. He was tall for his age, lanky, with a head of auburn hair. Cotton Malone was a study in contrast. Fair-skinned, thick-limbed, light-haired. Try as he might, Sabre could find nothing of the father in the boy’s face or countenance.
“It’d be better if they were together. But I understand why they’re not.”
“Good you understand. You have a level head.”
Gary smiled. “That’s what my dad always says. You know him?”
“Oh, yes. We’ve worked together for years.”
“What’s happening here? Why am I in danger?”
“I can’t talk about it. But some really bad guys have targeted your dad and they were going to come after you and your mom, so we stepped in to protect you.” He could see that the explanation didn’t seem to totally satisfy.
“But my dad doesn’t work for the government anymore.”
“Unfortunately his enemies don’t care about that. They just want to cause him pain.”
“This is all really weird.”
He forced a smile. “Part of the business, I’m afraid.”
“You have any kids?”
He wondered about the boy’s interest. “No. Never been married.”
“You seem like a nice man.”
“Thanks. Just doing my job.” He motioned and said, “You work out?”
“I play baseball. Season’s been over awhile, though. But I wouldn’t mind throwing a few.”
“Hard to do in Denmark. Baseball is not the national pastime here.”
“I’ve visited the past two summers. I really like it.”
“That the time you spend with your dad?”
Gary nodded. “About the only chance we get together. But that’s okay. I’m glad he lives here. It makes him happy.”
He thought he again sensed something. “Does it make you happy?”
“Sometimes. Other times I wish he was closer.”
“You ever thought about living with him?”
The boy’s face scrunched with concern. “That would kill my mom. She wouldn’t want me to do that.”
“Sometimes you have to do what you have to do.”
“I’ve thought about it.”
He grinned. “Don’t think too hard. And try not to be bored.”
“I miss my mom and dad. I hope they’re all right.”
He’d heard enough. The boy was pacified. He wouldn’t be a problem, at least not for the next hour, which was all Sabre would need.
After that, it
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