“So these are the guys who killed Marley?”
“I can’t say that positively. All I can say is that these are the guys who brought the Ghost out of Utah to the Mexican border. There could have been a switch—itisa little bit of a drive—but either way, if these guys aren’t the shooters, they’ll know who the shooters are.”
He said something off the phone, then said, “Got the biometrics. Sending it to you now.”
“Good. Let Wolffe know what we’ve found. I’m headed back to the CBP FOB and I’ll update if I find anything new.”
“I’ll let him know, but...”
“But what?”
“Wolffe’s going to shit a brick when I tell him where you are. I didn’t clear it through him. You want me to wash this like you discovered it in Utah?”
“No, don’t bother. Look, my source said the Ghost was crossing the border to meet up with his ‘sponsors.’ That’s what he called them. Somebody else is paying the freight here, and Flynn, Taco, and Pinky are just conduits. Whoever is the brains behind the breakout is outside the United States.”
“Okay... you want me to tell him that too?”
“Yeah. You can let him know where I am, and that I’m working the problem. In fact, when he starts to turn purple, tell him I said I wanted the Rock Star Bird in Tucson, with you on it.”
“Uhhh... why?”
“Because we’re going to track the Ghost, why else?”
“Pike, maybe you should tell him that...”
“I don’t have time for that. In fact, I need you to call Knuckles and Brett and tell them to get to Tucson. I’ll meet you all there.”
“Pike, that stuff all has to be cleared with the Oversight Council.”
I said, “Gotta go. Good luck,” and hung up the phone.
Jennifer said, “You’re just going to let him handle that?”
I checked my phone for the download from the Veep, then pulled out my laptop, saying, “I have to airdrop this stuff to my laptop to get it on a thumb drive.”
She said, “You’re avoiding my question.”
“No I’m not. By the time Wolffe blows his stack, I hope to have a location.”
She pulled into the FOB, parked, and said, “How?”
I finished up the file transfer, pulled out the thumb drive and said, “By using this.”
We exited the vehicle and went inside the FOB, and were met by a new CBP officer. I said, “Hey, we’re the Homeland Security agents from earlier. Is Jose around?”
“No. He’s racked out.”
“What about Chet?”
“Same.”
“Can you wake Jose please? It’s important.”
He looked like waking Jose wasn’t going to be a pleasant job, but agreed, walking through a door and disappearing.
Chapter 23
Jennifer and I took a chair and waited. Jennifer said, “You think this will work?”
