A cadre of government officials plotting to secure unimagined wealth and power; an innocent woman’s death, and a grieving journalist who soon finds himself a nation’s only hope to avert unimagined political catastrophe.
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“Wow! Big house! Who lives here?”
“Yeah … the owners are loaded, but you don’t need to know. You got what we need?”
Lang nodded but said nothing as the two men approached the front door. Wilson disabled the front door lock and stepped aside as Lang swept past. Looking down the twenty-two foot long hallway in front of him and then around the corner in the den to his right, Lang located the house alarm. Extracting a small electronic device from his back pocket, he identified the code and disarmed the system in less than ten seconds.
“Nice job!” Wilson muttered as he headed up the staircase alongside the front hallway. “Check out the first floor. Looking for an envelope from the State Department … blue dot on the flap. Be quick! I’m gonna look for the computer.”
His eyes swept the neatly appointed den, but Jackson Lang saw no sign of the envelope. Anxious about being spotted, he stole a glance outside the bay windows.
He then moved back into the hallway and quickly searched the other six first-floor rooms. Nothing. Damn! Racing up the stairs two at a time, Lang joined Wilson in the large office across the hall from the master bedroom.
“There’s another office down the hall with a second computer. Go check that one first while I look around up here for the envelope. No, wait!” Roy Wilson noticed two photos on the corner of the cherrywood desk.
“This is the wife’s office. Can you access this computer?”
“I can access anything any time.
“Hey! That’s a photo of John Delaney! This is his place, Roy? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Never mind whose house this is. You need to forget that right now! Stop wasting time!
“Check all outbound emails in the past couple of hours, and for any documents she might have scanned or prepared.”
“Will do. Doesn’t the wife work for the feds?” Seeing Roy Wilson’s annoyed expression, Lang turned back to the computer.
“I know … forget her, too. I get it….Another fifteen seconds or so … okay, I’m in.”
“Be quick but thorough. I’ll be back in a minute.”
“Pretty basic stuff here,” Jackson Lang told Wilson as he returned from a search of the second level. “Nothing in the in-box … no e-mails sent today. No other accounts….Nothing. Is that it?”
“Yeah. No envelope here … doubt she’da used the computer in the other office.”
“So we’re done? I’m going to have a heart attack any minute now. I don’t do break-ins very well.”
Roy Wilson laughed. “This was a piece of cake. Nothing to worry about, Lang. If anyone spots us, just be polite and quiet. I’ll do the talking. We’ll be fine.”
“Danko needs you for one more thing. I’ve gotta go pick some guy up so they can meet. Find a busy parking lot nearby and wait. He’ll call.”
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