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transferred, they cars will be yours and you are responsible for transportation?”
“Yeah, Comrade Goremykin understands that.”
“When can we expect the funds transfer?”
“I will call Comrade Goremykin immediately and tell him that I have looked at the cars. After that, it will be up to him.”
Jack grinned. “Understood. I look forward to wrapping this up as soon as possible, though.”
“Comrade Goremykin does too, I’m sure.”
The men shook hands and the agent sat in his car for a moment, speaking on his cell phone, before he drove off without a backwards glance. Tina stepped out of the unused office where she had been hiding in case something went sour.
“It’s done!” she exclaimed as the jumped into Jack’s arms.
“Not yet,” Jack said as he slowly sat her down, still staring down the parking lot after the man. “Something isn’t right. We’ve got to move the cars. Now.”
“What? Why?”
“Something isn’t right, and that little voice is talking to me. I have learned to listen. Take the Audi and go back to the motel. Use the motel phone to call for a taxi and come back here and get your hog. While you do that, I need to find someplace to hide these fucking cars again. Goddammit!”
Jack pulled his cell and set to work.
***
It took some calling around, but he finally located six storage buildings to hide the cars in. The next task was more difficult, but he eventually found a place that would rent an enclosed trailer to haul the cars. Finding a truck to pull the trailer was the easy part.
“Are you sure this is necessary?” Tina asked as she helped Jack roll the car into the trailer. It was going to take six trips since the trailer would only haul one car at a time, but at least it and the truck would fit into the warehouse so they could load without the worry of being seen.
“I hope not. But that whole Comrade stuff, and the fact he didn’t even look at the cars, makes me nervous. Hell, they could be kit cars for all the care he took in looking them over. He is either the worst buyer’s agent I have ever seen, or there is more going on here than I know about.”
While Tina secured the car, Jack wheeled the next one in place to make loading quicker.
***
Six hours later Jack returned the trailer to the rental yard and turned in the truck. The cars were scattered over a large part of San Bernardino, but at least they were safe. And if he was wrong? The buyer could either pick them up where they were or, if required, he can bring them back to the warehouse the same way they were moved.
“I’m pooped,” Tina said as Jack settled into the Audi.
“I’ll drop you off at the motel.”
“Drop me off? Aren’t we going back?”
“You are. I have something else I want to do.”
“Like what?”
“I’m going to sleep at the warehouse tonight. I have a feeling that if something goes down, it will be tonight. I’m going to be there.”
“I don’t like the sound of that at all,” Tina said with a large frown. “Are you sure? What if… what if it’s dangerous?”
“It’s going to be a hell of a lot more dangerous for the person that tries to break in, you can bet on that.”
Tina chewed at her bottom lip. “I’ll stay with you.”
“No! Absolutely not!”
“Think about it, Jack. With two of us, one can sleep while the other listens. If someone starts breaking in while you’re sleeping, I’ll wake you up.”
“No. No way in hell. Forget it.”
“Jack... I’m not Colette. You don’t have to protect me.”
“That’s not the point. I—”
“That’s bullshit and you know it. That’s exactly the reason. But you need my help, Jack. You can’t go all night without sleep. Not for more than one night, anyway. Let me help you. Please.”
Jack chewed his lip aggressively, feeling torn. Tina was right—it would be
“Yeah, Comrade Goremykin understands that.”
“When can we expect the funds transfer?”
“I will call Comrade Goremykin immediately and tell him that I have looked at the cars. After that, it will be up to him.”
Jack grinned. “Understood. I look forward to wrapping this up as soon as possible, though.”
“Comrade Goremykin does too, I’m sure.”
The men shook hands and the agent sat in his car for a moment, speaking on his cell phone, before he drove off without a backwards glance. Tina stepped out of the unused office where she had been hiding in case something went sour.
“It’s done!” she exclaimed as the jumped into Jack’s arms.
“Not yet,” Jack said as he slowly sat her down, still staring down the parking lot after the man. “Something isn’t right. We’ve got to move the cars. Now.”
“What? Why?”
“Something isn’t right, and that little voice is talking to me. I have learned to listen. Take the Audi and go back to the motel. Use the motel phone to call for a taxi and come back here and get your hog. While you do that, I need to find someplace to hide these fucking cars again. Goddammit!”
Jack pulled his cell and set to work.
***
It took some calling around, but he finally located six storage buildings to hide the cars in. The next task was more difficult, but he eventually found a place that would rent an enclosed trailer to haul the cars. Finding a truck to pull the trailer was the easy part.
“Are you sure this is necessary?” Tina asked as she helped Jack roll the car into the trailer. It was going to take six trips since the trailer would only haul one car at a time, but at least it and the truck would fit into the warehouse so they could load without the worry of being seen.
“I hope not. But that whole Comrade stuff, and the fact he didn’t even look at the cars, makes me nervous. Hell, they could be kit cars for all the care he took in looking them over. He is either the worst buyer’s agent I have ever seen, or there is more going on here than I know about.”
While Tina secured the car, Jack wheeled the next one in place to make loading quicker.
***
Six hours later Jack returned the trailer to the rental yard and turned in the truck. The cars were scattered over a large part of San Bernardino, but at least they were safe. And if he was wrong? The buyer could either pick them up where they were or, if required, he can bring them back to the warehouse the same way they were moved.
“I’m pooped,” Tina said as Jack settled into the Audi.
“I’ll drop you off at the motel.”
“Drop me off? Aren’t we going back?”
“You are. I have something else I want to do.”
“Like what?”
“I’m going to sleep at the warehouse tonight. I have a feeling that if something goes down, it will be tonight. I’m going to be there.”
“I don’t like the sound of that at all,” Tina said with a large frown. “Are you sure? What if… what if it’s dangerous?”
“It’s going to be a hell of a lot more dangerous for the person that tries to break in, you can bet on that.”
Tina chewed at her bottom lip. “I’ll stay with you.”
“No! Absolutely not!”
“Think about it, Jack. With two of us, one can sleep while the other listens. If someone starts breaking in while you’re sleeping, I’ll wake you up.”
“No. No way in hell. Forget it.”
“Jack... I’m not Colette. You don’t have to protect me.”
“That’s not the point. I—”
“That’s bullshit and you know it. That’s exactly the reason. But you need my help, Jack. You can’t go all night without sleep. Not for more than one night, anyway. Let me help you. Please.”
Jack chewed his lip aggressively, feeling torn. Tina was right—it would be
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