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enemy.”
“They’re looking for the gold and they’re in a fight to find it before the Voltaire Society drains the piggy bank.”
“The Vatican has to be right in the thick of it too,” Rencke said. “And everyone is after the diary, which is why the Voltaire Society came to you and the CNI mounted the surveillance operation, and why in all likelihood someone from the Vatican will be or already is on your trail.”
“Señor McGarvey,” Heurtas called from the corridor.
THIRTEEN
Heurtas stood next to the open bedroom door where they’d set up their surveillance equipment. He’d listened to everything the bastard Rencke told McGarvey and it made him sick to think that Emilio and Donica had died for nothing.
They knew about the Society, the Vatican, and even the diary, and on top of everything Rencke had apparently figured out how to hack their encryption algorithm and unless he was stopped the CIA would have everything.
“Sounds like you have company,” Rencke said. “Hold them off for another fifteen minutes. I’ve run into a problem with their auto-erase function.”
“Señor McGarvey, there is no way out for you. But if you come out with your hands above your head you have my word that you will not be harmed.”
“I shot the man and woman downstairs in self-defense,” McGarvey said.
“You were trespassing.”
“You’ve been prying into my business for the last three weeks. Why?”
“We do not want to kill you, but we will if we must.”
“Unless I miss my guess the fourth operator took off in a boat a couple of minutes ago. North, I think.”
Heurtas had heard the boat start up and leave, but it was exactly what Alberto needed to do. At all costs he had to get back to Madrid and make his report.
“You miss your guess.”
“What does the CNI want with me?”
“We can work something out,” Heurtas said. “You can’t imagine the danger. For all of us.”
“Tell me,” McGarvey said.
The bastard was stalling for time.
“I’m almost there,” Rencke said. “Ten minutes and I’ll have complete access to their files.”
“I can’t allow that to happen,” Heurtas said. He saw no way out, and he was starting to feel a sense of fate: whatever was coming his way would come no matter what he did. For no reason he could think of he had another erotic thought about Donica.
They were on a field exercise, in which the two of them plus one other officer were supposed to infiltrate an actual air force base and place mock explosives around the communications center. At one point he and Donica got separated from the third officer—who they learned later had been captured. A couple of hours before dawn they were holed up in a storage space at the rear of a hangar used for helicopter maintenance.
A siren had sounded and from their hiding spot they could hear the sounds of a meter-by-meter search.
“They’ll find us sooner or later,” he’d said.
“At least they won’t shoot us for spies.”
“Do you want to give up now, save us the wait?”
She had smiled and he remembered the set of her pretty mouth, as she shook her head.
They made love, as quietly as they could, though Doni had been a moaner, and it wasn’t until three hours later, when they were both too hungry to wait any longer, they came out with their hands up.
It was the best sex he’d ever experienced, because of the danger, he supposed. Had they been caught in the act they would have both been fired. But they hadn’t been, and now it was a memory that he could never share with her.
“Are you listening to me?” Heurtas asked.
“Yes,” McGarvey said.
Heurtas suddenly stuck his pistol around the corner and began firing, walking his aim left to right across the room.
FOURTEEN
McGarvey slid left and dropped to his knees as the barrel of the pistol came around the door frame and Heurtas opened fire. He’d heard the final desperation in the Spaniard’s voice, and as he moved he fired four
“They’re looking for the gold and they’re in a fight to find it before the Voltaire Society drains the piggy bank.”
“The Vatican has to be right in the thick of it too,” Rencke said. “And everyone is after the diary, which is why the Voltaire Society came to you and the CNI mounted the surveillance operation, and why in all likelihood someone from the Vatican will be or already is on your trail.”
“Señor McGarvey,” Heurtas called from the corridor.
THIRTEEN
Heurtas stood next to the open bedroom door where they’d set up their surveillance equipment. He’d listened to everything the bastard Rencke told McGarvey and it made him sick to think that Emilio and Donica had died for nothing.
They knew about the Society, the Vatican, and even the diary, and on top of everything Rencke had apparently figured out how to hack their encryption algorithm and unless he was stopped the CIA would have everything.
“Sounds like you have company,” Rencke said. “Hold them off for another fifteen minutes. I’ve run into a problem with their auto-erase function.”
“Señor McGarvey, there is no way out for you. But if you come out with your hands above your head you have my word that you will not be harmed.”
“I shot the man and woman downstairs in self-defense,” McGarvey said.
“You were trespassing.”
“You’ve been prying into my business for the last three weeks. Why?”
“We do not want to kill you, but we will if we must.”
“Unless I miss my guess the fourth operator took off in a boat a couple of minutes ago. North, I think.”
Heurtas had heard the boat start up and leave, but it was exactly what Alberto needed to do. At all costs he had to get back to Madrid and make his report.
“You miss your guess.”
“What does the CNI want with me?”
“We can work something out,” Heurtas said. “You can’t imagine the danger. For all of us.”
“Tell me,” McGarvey said.
The bastard was stalling for time.
“I’m almost there,” Rencke said. “Ten minutes and I’ll have complete access to their files.”
“I can’t allow that to happen,” Heurtas said. He saw no way out, and he was starting to feel a sense of fate: whatever was coming his way would come no matter what he did. For no reason he could think of he had another erotic thought about Donica.
They were on a field exercise, in which the two of them plus one other officer were supposed to infiltrate an actual air force base and place mock explosives around the communications center. At one point he and Donica got separated from the third officer—who they learned later had been captured. A couple of hours before dawn they were holed up in a storage space at the rear of a hangar used for helicopter maintenance.
A siren had sounded and from their hiding spot they could hear the sounds of a meter-by-meter search.
“They’ll find us sooner or later,” he’d said.
“At least they won’t shoot us for spies.”
“Do you want to give up now, save us the wait?”
She had smiled and he remembered the set of her pretty mouth, as she shook her head.
They made love, as quietly as they could, though Doni had been a moaner, and it wasn’t until three hours later, when they were both too hungry to wait any longer, they came out with their hands up.
It was the best sex he’d ever experienced, because of the danger, he supposed. Had they been caught in the act they would have both been fired. But they hadn’t been, and now it was a memory that he could never share with her.
“Are you listening to me?” Heurtas asked.
“Yes,” McGarvey said.
Heurtas suddenly stuck his pistol around the corner and began firing, walking his aim left to right across the room.
FOURTEEN
McGarvey slid left and dropped to his knees as the barrel of the pistol came around the door frame and Heurtas opened fire. He’d heard the final desperation in the Spaniard’s voice, and as he moved he fired four
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