"Nick Pollotta - Bureau 13 - Judgment-Night" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pollotta Nick)now and there isn't enough clearance. Civilians are getting
murdered.тАЭ тАЬBut I thought the van could scramble any electronic surveillance,тАЭ Raul stated weakly, his face almost white in color. He looked years older and reeked of sour sweat. тАЬCorrect.тАЭ Trembling, Richard gestured in the air, his fingers leaving trails of light behind. тАЬThere are no magical tracers on us,тАЭ he announced. Jessica tilted her head. тАЬPsyonics, clear.тАЭ I scowled darkly. тАЬGoddamn it, you're forgetting the obvious.тАЭ Crossing her arms, Mindy asked, тАЬVisual tracking?тАЭ тАЬWhy not?тАЭ тАЬSo what do we do?тАЭ George asked, tapping a finger on the long vented barrel of his machine gun. тАЬTake advantage of a golden opportunity,тАЭ I stated. тАЬThe blast that hurled the van here, also masked our escape. If we play this quiet, our enemy will never know we survived until its too late.тАЭ They murmured hesitant approval. I went on. тАЬWe leave the van here and split up. First into groups of two, then individually. The plan is to scatter and converge. That way, at least some of us will get to Bureau headquarters.тАЭ 65 Judgement Night: Bureau 13 Book 1 by Nick Pollotta тАЬOn 33rd and 3rd,тАЭ Raul said grimly. He sounded stronger by the minute, but mages were known to be fast healers. Already there was a faint aroma of Old Spice aftershave around the man. тАЬAs far as we know, that is the place,тАЭ I agreed. Returning to the van, I opened a small safe under the drivers seat and pulled out a wad of money. It was a bit dusty, but still serviceable. тАЬHere's five thousand for each of you. Remember, use cash only, no credit cards. Sign nothing and never give your real name.тАЭ тАЬWhat about you?тАЭ asked Jessica asked in concern. тАЬHow will you operate without funds?тАЭ I patted her hand. It was nice to know there were some thing she couldn't read. тАЬThanks for the concern. But if I need more than fifty bucks to get from here to there, I've lost my touch.тАЭ тАЬSpecial private eye training?тАЭ Richard asked curiously. тАЬNope,тАЭ I lied. тАЬJust cheap.тАЭ Climbing into the swivel chair before the console, Jessica |
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