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Оглавление“HAVE YOU MANAGED TO TRACK THE CAR?”
“Yes,” Tokaido said.
He showed a montage of the suspect vehicle picked up by various traffic cams. After a few miles it turned onto a wide parking lot adjacent to a truck stop. The monitor showed the vehicle swing around and vanish from sight behind lined-up rigs and road trailers.
“Great,” Brognola snapped.
“Not over yet,” Tokaido said.
The view of the truck stop continued for a long few minutes before the suspect car came back into sight. Passing traffic forced it to wait before it swung right and drove away.
Brognola sighed. “So they stopped for a few minutes to use the toilet. Maybe pick up some coffee.”
Kurtzman chuckled. “He doesn’t see it.”
“See what?”
Tokaido zoomed in on the image of the car waiting to merge into traffic.
There had been five men in the car when it arrived, but there were only four when it departed. Only two passengers in the rear instead of three.
“They lost one,” Brognola said. “Son of a bitch.”
