Strike Zone. Dale Brown

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      ‘You get up early,’ said Ray Rubeo, coming into the lab.

      ‘Something’s wrong with the system,’ said Jennifer.

      ‘Hardly. Miss Spanish Inquisition has temporarily locked us out of the system.’

      ‘What?’

      Rubeo went to the coffeemaker and poured himself a cup. He drank the whole cup, black and steaming, in two gulps, then poured himself another one.

      ‘We’re under suspicion of being spies,’ said Rubeo.

      ‘No, that’s not true,’ said Danny Freah, entering the room. Cortend was right behind him.

      ‘Danny, did you lock me out of the system?’

      ‘I did it,’ said Rubeo. ‘We’re all out.’

      ‘We’re just following standard procedure,’ said Freah. ‘Just until we can go through some more interviews.’

      ‘I thought this was an informal inquiry,’ said Jennifer.

      Danny didn’t answer.

      ‘When is this lockout going to end?’ asked Jennifer.

      ‘When you pass a lie detector test,’ said Cortend.

      ‘What?’

      ‘Are you refusing?’ said Cortend.

      Jennifer had taken several lie detector tests before, but the implication of it – that she was suspected of being a traitor – floored her. She felt as if she’d been kicked in the stomach.

      ‘You don’t have to take the test if you don’t want, Jen,’ said Danny.

      ‘Oh, please,’ said Rubeo. ‘If we don’t take the test, we won’t be restored to the system. And you’ll consider pulling our clearance permanently.’

      ‘Not necessarily,’ said Danny.

      Cortend said nothing. Jennifer thought she saw the faintest outline of a grin at the sides of the colonel’s lips.

      Where was Dog in all this?

      No wonder he hadn’t run with her this morning. Danny wouldn’t have gone ahead with all this unless he’d cleared it with the colonel first.

      What, did he think she was a traitor too?

      How could he?

      She clamped her mouth shut, stifling a string of curses. But her anger had to come out somehow – she batted her coffee cup to the floor, sending the hot liquid streaming onto the industrial carpeting.

      ‘Jen, where are you going?’ asked Danny as she brushed past.

      ‘I’m going to go get some breakfast. Then I’ll take your fucking lie detector test. What a bunch of bullshit.’

      Taj 0800

      Stoner could feel his eyes drooping as he stepped off the elevator and headed for the commander’s suite. He’d pulled an all-nighter, working out a plan with Zen to provoke whoever was flying the ghost clone into appearing again. The Air Force officer clearly didn’t like him, but Stoner admired him even so. Zen had lost the use of his legs in a flying accident; rather than dropping out he’d fought his way back into the Air Force and actually onto the front lines.

      Stoner would have liked to think that he’d have done the same thing – but he was smart enough to realize he would more likely have succumbed to the inherent bitterness of the situation. While Zen did seem to approach the world with a chip on his shoulder, he didn’t let the chip keep him from getting things done.

      That alone made him worth watching.

      Chief Master Sergeant Terrence ‘Ax’ Gibbs popped up from a desk near the side of the room as Stoner entered.

      ‘Stoner, right?’ asked the chief.

      ‘Yes, sir.’

      ‘Jackie, go get Mr Stoner some coffee. He likes it on the weak side. Grab some sticky buns too. The cinnamon ones.’ The chief master sergeant turned to him and grinned. ‘It’s okay, Mr Stoner, one or two buns isn’t going to hurt your girlish figure.’

      Stoner had never met him, much less told him what he liked to eat or drink, but somehow the chief had nailed it.

      ‘Thanks, Chief Gibbs,’ he said.

      ‘We take care of people here. Zen’s inside already, along with the colonel. You call me Ax,’ added the chief. ‘You need something around here, you get ahold of me. You got that?’

      Ax reached back to his desk and hit an intercom buzzer, then stepped up to the door.

      ‘We all know what you did to save Captain Stockard,’ said Ax. ‘We appreciate it.’

      ‘She saved me as much as I saved her,’ said Stoner.

      The chief smiled and pointed at him, then opened the door.

      Dog nodded as the CIA officer entered his office, listening to Zen as he continued laying out the game plan – two Megafortresses, one to act as agent provocateur and the other hanging back to gather information. When the clone showed itself, Flighthawks from the second EB-52 would come forward. Operating at the far end of their range, they would gather information on the clone without its being able to detect them.

      ‘We could even turn them loose,’ said Zen. ‘We could program them to home in on their own, gather whatever information they can get, then return.’

      ‘No – too risky,’ said Dog. ‘I don’t want to chance losing one. But otherwise, this makes sense.’

      ‘We need a remote base,’ said Stoner. ‘I’d recommend the FOA in the Philippines we used last month.’

      ‘It’s a good distance from the area you two have mapped out,’ said Dog.

      ‘We’re not quite sure where exactly the clone is flying from,’ said Stoner. ‘If it’s China, this is far. But if it’s Thailand, say, or even off a ship –’

      ‘The Philippines also limits our exposure,’ said Zen. ‘We’ve been there already. And in terms of the operating radius, it’s the same.’

      ‘Still a stretch,’ said Dog.

      ‘Better than locating in a country that has the clone,’ said Stoner.

      ‘As unlikely as that may be,’ said Zen.

      ‘Start working on a detailed deployment plan,’ said Dog, ignoring the bite in Zen’s voice. ‘I’ll talk to Jed and get the wheels in motion. It may take a while to get approval.’

      ‘This may not work,’ said Stoner.

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