Devlin's Defiance: Book Two of the Devlin Quatrology Read Online Free PDF

and fell deeply
asleep.

- 18 -
    November
12, 2012
3:19 p.m. local time
    Aboard Defiance
    On t he
Red Sea

    “ I think he's
gone, Jake.”
    “ Ah, shit, Pam.”
    “ I don't think
you were gonna get anything outa him, anyhow.”
    “ Hey, Doc, we
need you back in here.”
    “ Be right there.”
    A few moments later,
the doctor finished checking the survivor, then shook his head.
    “ Time of death,
3:21 p.m. Sorry, Jake.”
    “ No problem, Doc;
we knew he wasn't gonna last. Pack him up and prep him for an
overboard drop. Full weights.”
    “ Will do, Jake.”
    “ Okay, Pam, JJ,
let's head back up. Thanks for your help. Good work, Doc.”
    “ Thanks, Jake.
Wish I coulda kept him alive longer.”
    “ I do, too. But
nothing you could have done, I'm sure.”
    Ten minutes later, back
up on the foredeck, as Jake, Pam and JJ were once again reclining on
their lounges, Jake's walkie buzzed.
    “ Yes, Captain?”
    “ Sir, we have an
ID. Rashid al-Sharadi, formerly known as Paul-Noel D'ortagnon,
French citizen, 24 years old, only a midlevel AQ, but he's got a
million-dollar bounty from the US. I've stopped the body drop,
awaiting your orders.”
    “ Well, well,
well. Give me a minute. Okay. Send a message to Keegan at CIA,
let him know we've got the body, but don't give him our identity,
location or the circumstances. Let him know we'll get it to him in …
ah … Cyprus in two days, if he wants it; but if the photos and
prints will do, fine, and we can drop the body. Have Amber set up a
new account for the bounty, then donate it to the micro-loan
programs. I'll leave it all in your hands.”
    “ Yes, sir, will
do.”
    “ Thanks, Captain.
Out.”
    “ Well, that's
some good news, isn't it, Jake?”
    “ I guess so, JJ.
But I was sorta looking forward to the rest of the interrogation.
Got a little rusty on that after all that time in Bonita.”
    “ Not too much
interrogation to do there, was there?”
    “ No, Pam, just
you. And I used a different technique.”
    “ I know.”
    “ You know?”
    “ And I knew back
then.”
    “ You knew?”
    “ I knew. But I
didn't want you to know I knew.”
    “ But I knew.”
    “ You knew I
knew?”
    “ I knew you knew,
and now you know I knew you knew.”
    “ I thought so,
but I wasn't sure, at least not till now.”
    “ Well, now you
know that I knew you knew and I also knew that you didn't want me to
know that you knew.”
    “ Wow. That's
new.”
    “ No, you knew
that. I know you did.”
    “ I knew? No, not
then. You were good.”
    “ So were you.”
    “ I know. But it
was just my training.”
    “ Oh, Pam, don't
be modest. You were top of your class, weren't you?”
    “ How do you know
that?”
    “ I don't know know it, but I'm right, right?”
    “ Yup, you're
right.”
    “ But I was a
close second.”
    “ That she was,
Jake, and by only half a point.”
    “ Really, JJ?
Congratulations.”
    “ Thanks, but it
was a long time ago.”
    “ Class of '81,
right?”
    “ Nope, '80.”
    “ And then the
advanced courses in honey-trapping, right? And out to the field by
early '81?”
    “ Yup.”
    “ And you were
maybe an acting major in college before that?”
    “ How do you –
yup, theater. But how could you know that?”
    “ I can usually
see the signs of a method actor.
    “ And you two
worked as a team, right?”
    “ How did you –
okay, you're psychic; I get it. Right, Pam and I sometimes worked
together.”
    “ No, not psychic
at all. I just put two and two together some of the time. And I'll
bet you've got some advanced degrees, as well.”
    “ Geez, you must
be psychic. Yup, a master's in forensic and counseling psychology.”
    “ And a few
courses toward your PhD, I'll bet.”
    “ How do you –
okay, okay; definitely psychic.”
    “ And I'll also
bet that narcissistic ditzy chick routine is just one of your
personae.”
    “ Personae? Not
personas? Okay; I'm impressed with your Latin, too. And yup, as I
was trained, 'Use what you got.'”
    “ And