"William W Johnstone - Ashes 32 - Destiny in the Ashes (txt)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Johnstone William W)Finding none on the table, he motioned for the waitress to come back.
"Yeah?" she asked, her hip cocked. "We'd like some sugar." She looked surprised. "Sugar? It's gonna cost you extra." Coop sighed, forcing himself to stay seated and not jump up and strangle the rude woman. "All right, just bring it," he said through tight lips. After a moment, the waitress returned and placed two single packets of sugar on the table. "That'll be two bucks extra," she said, and walked off. As Coop handed one packet to Jersey and was in the process of adding the other to his coffee, he stiffened and looked down at the table. Keeping his voice low, he whispered, "Don't look around, but two characters just walked in who may be what we're looking for." Jersey sat up a little straighter and let her hand rest on her black bag on the seat next to her. She didn't turn around, but kept her eyes on Coop, following his lead. He leaned back and took a drink of his coffee, then began to talk about the corner of his eye. Using broken English, the two men ordered some doughnuts, and left with a paper sack full of the pastries. Coop noticed they paid the exorbitant fee with crisp, new fifty-dollar bills. After the men left the diner and walked down the street, Coop threw a couple of five-dollar bills down on the table and he and Jersey hurried out the door. At the first corner, they crossed the street so that they could follow the men without being observed. As they walked, they paused frequently and looked into store windows, pretending to window-shop. After the men turned into the building they had been about to search, Coop 50 turned down a side street and pulled Jersey out of sight into a small alley. "Get on the cell phone and tell Corrie we may need backup ASAP!" he said. In the building, Abdullah El Farrar and Mustafa Kareem were discussing |
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