The 22nd Secret (105 page)

“
I
n
ee
d to
a
le
r
t
t
he
a
i
rpo
r
ts and the
Co
a
st Gu
a
rd.
S
hi
t
,
I
hope
I
’m not too lat
e
.”

J
i
m
ov
er
h
ea
rd
Tom t
a
lk
i
ng
to
the soldi
e
rs
a
s
h
e
a
nd
B
i
l
l he
a
d
e
d
for
the d
o
o
r
.

“
Don
’
t let him
move,”
he
said.
H
e
turn
e
d to
B
i
l
l.
“
S
o
r
r
y
a
bout
t
h
a
t
,
S
h
e
ri
f
f.
I
to
l
d
y
ou
I m
i
g
ht ne
e
d
y
our
h
e
lp
t
o
g
e
t h
i
m
t
o talk.”

One
of the
soldie
r
s
c
los
e
d the door
b
e
hind
t
h
e
m.
J
im
slu
m
p
e
d in
t
o the l
ea
ther
c
h
a
i
r he h
a
d sl
e
pt
i
n the
f
irst n
i
g
h
t alone
with
P
a
ula
a
nd
w
ond
e
r
e
d w
h
a
t
the h
e
ll
w
a
s ha
p
p
e
ni
n
g
.

Two d
a
y
s lat
e
r,
J
im
w
a
s s
i
t
t
ing
a
t
t
he
c
on
f
e
r
e
n
c
e
t
a
ble in
B
i
l
l’s o
f
fi
c
e
a
lo
n
g with h
i
s
a
t
t
o
r
n
e
y
.
B
i
l
l w
a
s
a
lso
i
n the
r
oo
m
,
e
v
e
n tho
u
g
h
J
im
h
a
d the
r
i
g
ht
t
o m
e
e
t wi
t
h his
a
t
t
o
r
n
e
y
s in p
r
ivat
e
. He
w
a
s s
c
a
r
e
d
a
nd w
a
nted his b
e
st fri
e
nd
a
nd
c
onfid
a
nt p
r
e
s
e
n
t.
H
e
h
a
d b
e
e
n
c
h
ar
g
e
d with
c
onspir
a
c
y
to
c
om
m
it
tr
ea
son
a
nd h
a
d sp
e
nt
t
he
last two d
a
y
s in
B
i
l
l’s
jail.
B
i
l
l had
ra
dioed his of
f
ice
wh
e
n he
w
a
s brin
g
i
n
g
J
im
in and
a
r
ra
n
g
e
d for
J
i
m
’s
a
t
t
o
r
n
e
y
,
Sc
ott
B
a
r
r
o
w
, to
m
ee
t
J
i
m wh
e
n he
a
r
riv
e
d
a
nd
w
a
s book
e
d.
S
c
ott
w
a
s
n
ot a
c
rimin
a
l
l
a
w
y
e
r
,
a
nd
mos
t
l
y
h
a
ndled busin
e
ss
m
a
t
t
e
rs
f
or
J
i
m
.
The
thr
e
e
m
e
n
s
a
t w
a
i
t
i
n
g
f
o
r
a
n
a
t
t
o
r
n
e
y
sent
b
y
the
U
ni
t
e
d
S
tat
e
s Attorn
e
y
G
e
n
e
r
a
l’s
O
f
f
i
c
e
.

A
f
ter
two hours,
D
a
vid
H
e
nsel
e
nt
e
r
e
d the
r
oom
d
re
ssed in a
c
h
a
r
c
o
a
l
bu
s
iness suit and
ca
r
r
y
i
n
g a
b
ri
e
f
ca
s
e
.
The
f
a
vors he
ea
r
n
e
d for
h
a
n
d
l
i
ng
matte
r
s l
i
ke
th
i
s gr
a
t
is for
the
J
ust
i
c
e D
e
p
a
rtme
n
t had
m
a
de
h
i
m a v
e
r
y
po
w
e
r
f
ul and
w
ea
l
t
h
y
B
e
l
t
w
a
y
a
t
t
o
r
n
e
y
.
He
sat do
w
n
a
nd r
e
ac
h
e
d
a
c
ross the t
a
ble
t
o sh
a
ke
J
i
m
’s h
a
nd.

“
M
y
n
a
me
’
s
D
a
vid
H
e
n
s
e
l
. Are
y
ou
J
im
Mitch
e
l
l
?
”

“
Y
e
s.”
J
im
shook his
h
a
nd.

“
And
y
ou’
r
e
S
c
ott
B
a
r
r
o
w,”
D
a
vid said
a
s he sh
o
ok
S
c
ot
t
’s h
a
n
d
.
“
And of
c
ourse
y
ou
’
re
S
h
e
ri
f
f
Ke
l
le
r.
I
’
v
e
b
ee
n
a
ss
i
g
n
e
d
b
y
t
h
e
U.S. Attorn
e
y
G
e
n
e
r
a
l
’
s
o
f
f
i
c
e to help with
y
our d
e
f
e
ns
e
,
J
i
m
.
Th
a
t
i
s, if th
a
t’s
al
l r
i
g
ht wi
t
h
y
ou,
M
r.
B
a
r
r
ow
.
”

“
I
’m not a crimin
a
l
l
a
w
y
e
r
, let
a
lone
a
n
e
x
p
e
rt on
c
onsti
t
ut
i
on
a
l
l
a
w.
I
th
i
n
k
m
y
f
r
i
e
nd
J
i
m ne
e
ds all the
h
e
lp he
ca
n
g
e
t.”

“
O
f
f the
r
e
c
o
rd,”
D
a
vid
b
e
g
a
n
.
“
T
h
e
g
ov
e
rn
m
e
nt has no d
e
sire
to purs
u
e
y
our p
r
ose
c
ut
i
on.
I
th
i
nk we
c
a
n take
c
a
re
o
f this
m
a
t
t
e
r
r
i
g
ht
h
e
re
tod
a
y
to
e
v
e
r
y
o
n
e
’s s
a
t
i
sf
a
c
t
i
on.”