scoonts.theminotaur-第78节
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red a few times； then gave up。 He decided he had flooded it。 He could take out the plug and pull it through a few times； but no。
He sat in the shade on the concrete of his driveway； with his back against the wall； and waited for the recalcitrant device to purify itself。 He was trying to work up the energy to stand and again assault the machine when Harlan Albright came out of his house； saw him； and crossed the grass toward him。
〃Hey；〃 Albright said。
〃Hey yourself。 Know anything about lawn mowers？〃
〃Cars are my bag。 I pay a kid to cut mine。〃
〃Why didn't you hire my kid？〃
〃You must be kidding！ He doesn't even cut your grass。〃
〃He needs a better offer than I can make。〃 Camacho stood； flexed his arms a few times experimentally； then grasped the rope。 Choke off。〃 He yanked。 The engine spluttered。
Albright bent and adjusted the needle valve。 〃Now try it。〃
It started on the next jerk of the lanyard。 Albright played with the needle valve until the engine ran smoothly。
When Luis finished the front and back yards and put the machine back in the garage； Albright had a beer waiting。 Ten o'clock。 〃What the heck； it's Saturday。〃
They sat on Albright's front steps； in the shade of the big maple。
〃What's new in the glamorous； dazzling world of counterespionage？〃
〃Our people visiting the gourmet food stores had a nibble。 A store over in Reston。 Not much of anything； but it was all we got。 One of the clerks got to talking about how many famous people buy their stuff at that store。 She had a name； but she couldn't remember if he had ever bought any jam。 She said he or his secretary e in there once a month or so。〃
〃Who？〃
〃It isn't evidence。 The clerk was a dingbat。 The agent said she looked like she had terminal anorexia。 Didn't took like she weighed ninety pounds。 Obviously been eating her own stuff。〃
〃Who？〃
〃Royce Caplinger。〃
Albright's eyebrows rose once； then fell back into place。 〃She sure？〃
〃I told you； she was bragging。 She also said she had three senators； five congressmen； two ex…congressmen； a dozen flag officers from all services； and three high…class hookers that buy stuff from her on a regular basis。〃
〃Hookers； huh？ What's the name of the store？〃
〃The Gourmet Market。〃
〃You going to follow up？〃
〃Yeah。 Sure。 I've got a SWAT team sitting on the place twenty…four hours a day。 A cockroach couldn't get in or out without us knowing it。 If Caplinger ever shows up again and buys French blueberry jam； we'll bust him on the spot。〃 He drained the beer can and stood。 〃Still； it's a lead。 Someplace to look。〃
〃How's the ATA crash investigation going？〃
〃So…so。 The usual。 Dazzle。 Glamour。〃
〃Why are you in that investigation anyway？〃
〃The admiral in charge is scared to death of the Minotaur。 And he knows I'm the best； he won't talk to anybody else。 No shit。〃 He tossed the empty can at Albright 〃I gotta go。 Taking Sally to the mall。 Thanks for the beer。〃
When he held the door open for Sally； Camacho automatically glanced across the car at the little bulb he had inset in the driver's door。 It was dark。
He got into the car and started the engine and backed out onto the street。
〃I want to run by the Richards house and pick up Gerald。〃 The boy had spent the night with a friend。
〃Why？ He can walk home this afternoon and he…has a key to the house。〃
〃I'm taking you two to the airport。 I want you to go visit your mother for a week or two。〃
〃But I'm not packed！ The PTA has a benefit on Thurs…〃
〃I want you both out of town for a while。 Don't argue。 I mean it。〃
〃What about our clothes？〃 his wife protested。 〃We can't…〃
〃Oh yes you can！ Buy some more clothes。 You have your checkbook。〃
〃Luis； what is this all about？〃
He pulled over to the side of the street and put the car in neutral。 He turned in the seat to face his wife。 〃I'm working a case。 The people we're after know where I live。 I'd just feel a whole lot better if you and Gerald weren't home until I wrap this up。 Now there's no danger； but why take a chance？〃
〃You're really serious； aren't you？〃
〃Yes。 I am。〃
〃Mother…how will I explain dropping in on her and Dad like this？〃
〃Tell them we had a fight and you want some time alone。〃
〃Mom won't believe that！ She knows you too well to…〃
〃You think of something。 Tell them we're redoing the downstairs and you've developed an allergy to paint。 I don't care。 Just don't tell the truth。 Your mother'll spill it to every one other friends； and it's a very small world。〃 He put the car in gear and rolled。
Sally chewed on her lip and twisted the strap of her purse。 〃I don't like this； Luis。〃
〃I don't either； but this is the way it has to be。〃
Smoke Judy was sipping beer in a booth at his favorite bar when he saw Harlan Albright e in and ask for change for the parking meter。 Judy waited several minutes； paid his tab and left。
Albright was behind the wheel of his car。 Judy opened the passenger door and sat down。 〃Hi。〃
〃Want to take a little ride？〃
〃Sure。 Why not？〃 Smoke took his sunglasses from the neck of his shirt； where they hung suspended by an earpiece； cleaned them on a shirttail； then put them on。 He tossed his gym bag onto the backseat
After several blocks； Albright glanced at Judy and asked； 〃How's things at the office？ Hear you guys had a crash。〃
〃Where'd you hear that？〃
〃Oh； people talk。〃
Judy shrugged。
〃Got anything on today？〃
〃Not really。〃
〃Want to go over on the Eastern Shore and get some dinner？ I know a great little place that serves the best crab in Maryland。〃
〃They'll serve us like this？〃 Both men were in jeans。 Albright was wearing a pullover shirt that sported a Redskins logo。
〃I think so。〃
〃Why not？〃
Albright drove to the beltway and got on it headed east。 Traffic was heavy； as usual。 He took the exit toward Annapolis and engaged the cruise control。 Judy turned on the radio and found a ball game。 The Orioles； only the second inning。
Judy noticed that Albright kept checking the rearview mirrors； but he quit after a while and drove with his left elbow out the window。 〃Can't stand air conditioning；〃 he muttered； and Judy nodded。
Luis Camacho sat in his backyard with a beer in his hand。 He had carried out the portable TV that Sally normally watched in the kitchen； and rigged up the extension cord。 He had the Orioles game on。
When he returned from the airport； Albright's car was missing。 He had called the office and got Dreyfus。 〃Where is he？〃
〃On the beltway heading east。 Picked up a guy at a bar in Alexandria； but we don't know who。 Couldn't get close enough。〃
〃Okay。 Any idea where they're going？〃
〃He made no phone calls before he left the house。 Didn't say anything。 About thirty minutes after you left for the airport； he got in his car and drove off。 He went over to Reston and stopped by the Gourmet Market。〃
〃Heard from Susan yet？〃 Susan was the wife of an FBI agent。 She and her husband owned the market； and Camacho had enlisted their help。 Susan was the skinniest woman Camacho had ever met； but to the best of his knowledge she was not suffering from anorexia。
〃Yeah。 Said he came in and bought some things； stood and chatted； said he was new in the neighborhood。 Spent about fifteen minutes in the store。 She says he never asked about Caplinger or anyone else； and she didn't volunteer。 She wants to know if you think he'll be back。〃
〃Tell her probably not。 I think Albright just wanted some tangible verification of my little tale。〃
〃Okay。 I'll call you back when he gets to wherever he's going and let you know。〃
〃Dreyfus； I meant what I said yesterday。 Under no circumstances； none； do I want him to burn the tail。 Lose him if you have to； but don't give him a chance to figure out we're watching。〃
〃Gotcha； boss。〃
Now Camacho sat in his backyard with the TV going。 He nursed the beer and paid no attention to the game。
Everything that could be done had been done。 Nothing had been rushed。 The situation had been allowed to ripen naturally； and now all was in readiness。 Including Dreyfus； he had sixty…five agents on this case。 They were in the main telephone exchange in case Albright used a pay phone； Albright's house was wired and continuously monitored； a fleet of unmarked cars was at this very minute preceding and following Albright as he drove the highways； two vans full of cameras and parabolic listening devices trailed the caravan； two helicopters were airborne； Dreyfus had a stack of signed John Doe warrants in the desk。 What else？ Oh yes； all the top lab technicians were on call。
He sipped his beer and tried to think of something else that should be done； some contingency that he had not foreseen。 He could think of nothing。 Well； that wasn't really true。 This whole operation could fizzle； any operation could； but it wouldn't be because he hadn't prepared as well as possible。 His worst handicap was the requirement to stay loose on Albright； to remain pletely hidden。 Well； that was the only way it could be； so no use worrying。
But he was worried。 When he could sit still no longer； he got the lawn rake from the garage and set to work on the grass clippings as the ball…park announcer chanted the summer myth yet again and the afternoon heat conti
