The 22nd Secret (78 page)

“
You know
who
w
a
s on th
a
t p
l
a
ne?
Ov
e
r.”
P
a
m
t
hou
g
ht s
a
y
n
o
a
s she
c
o
n
ce
ntr
a
ted on
e
v
e
r
y
w
o
rd, hoping
to
g
e
t a
c
lue or
mess
a
ge
f
rom
Tom or
He
n
r
y
.

“
No, w
h
y
?
Ov
e
r
.
”

“
Ma
f
ia, but
t
h
a
t’s not al
l
.
The
whole
d
a
mn
g
ov
e
r
n
men
t
’
s
g
oi
n
g
c
r
a
z
y
o
v
e
r
t
his. Th
e
y
g
ot the
g
u
a
rd a
c
t
i
v
a
ted to
g
e
t
the
a
irpo
r
t run
w
a
y
c
l
e
a
r
e
d
a
nd some
F
B
I
big
sh
o
ts f
l
y
i
n
g
in on a C140
a
s soon as th
e
y
th
i
nk he
c
a
n g
e
t
i
n, pr
o
b
a
b
l
y
to
m
o
r
row
mornin
g
.
A
r
m
y
S
p
e
c
ial
F
o
r
c
e
s a
r
e mov
i
ng
tow
a
rd the
c
r
a
sh
si
t
e to se
c
u
r
e
it
tod
a
y
. T
h
is
F
BI
g
u
y
w
a
nts
y
ou to
t
a
ke
him
a
nd a
c
ouple
F
AA
p
e
op
l
e
h
e
’s
b
rin
g
i
n
g
with h
i
m f
r
om
W
a
shin
g
ton, out
the
r
e
to
m
o
r
ro
w
. Ov
e
r.”

J
i
m
l
ook
e
d
a
t
P
a
ula
w
ho
sta
re
d
a
t h
i
m wi
t
h h
e
r hand ov
e
r h
e
r mouth.
“
I
n th
i
s w
ea
the
r
? Ov
er
?
”

“
Y
ea
h,
I
’m talki
n
g
on the phone
with
t
his
g
u
y
,
g
o
t
him
on hold. He
w
a
nts
t
o
a
sk
y
ou some qu
e
st
i
ons. He
told
m
e
if
I
g
ot
y
ou on t
h
e
ra
d
io
t
o p
a
tch
y
ou thro
u
g
h
t
o hi
m
. Ov
e
r.”

P
a
m
mou
t
h
e
d
what’s his
name
, but
J
im
w
a
s f
ac
ing
t
he
ra
dio.

“
W
ho is th
i
s
g
u
y
?
H
e
’s
got
t
o be
c
r
a
z
y
.
W
h
a
te
v
e
r
is out
the
r
e
will
be
the
r
e
i
n a
c
ouple of d
a
y
s
wh
e
n the
w
ea
th
e
r
c
l
ea
r
s
. O
v
e
r.”

“
S
p
ec
ial
A
g
e
nt wi
t
h the
F
B
I
, n
a
m
e
’s T
o
m
W
a
lke
r
,
a
nd man, he
d
o
e
sn’t s
o
und l
i
ke
the kind of p
e
rson
y
ou qu
e
st
i
on.
L
oo
k
, bud
d
y
.
W
h
a
te
v
e
r it is that’s out th
e
r
e
, it
’
s i
m
port
a
nt enou
g
h for
th
i
s
g
u
y
to
m
obi
l
i
z
e
the
g
u
a
rd
a
nd
S
p
ec
ial
F
o
r
ce
s. You
r
ea
d
y
?
I
’ll p
a
t
c
h
y
ou thro
u
g
h
. O
v
e
r.”

J
i
m
l
ook
e
d
a
t
P
a
ula
a
nd s
a
w te
r
r
o
r in h
e
r
e
y
e
s.
S
he
shook h
e
r h
e
a
d no, but
t
hou
g
ht
ta
l
k
to him
.
J
im
would h
a
ve
to
ta
lk
t
o him
soon
e
r or
lat
e
r
,
a
nd tell
i
ng
B
i
l
l he didn
’
t w
a
nt h
i
m
t
o make the
c
onn
ec
t
i
on would be
a
w
f
ul
l
y
susp
i
c
ious.
J
im made
a
quick
d
ec
is
i
on.
“P
ut
m
e
throu
g
h, ov
e
r
.
”

“T
e
n
-
fo
u
r, bud
d
y
. Hold
on.”

J
i
m
sta
re
d quiet
l
y
a
t
P
a
u
l
a for
w
h
a
t se
e
med like
a
n
e
te
r
ni
t
y
.
N
e
i
t
h
e
r
w
a
nt
e
d to u
tt
e
r a sound, for
f
e
a
r th
e
y
wou
l
d be
ov
e
rhe
a
rd
e
v
e
n tho
u
g
h the
r
a
dio
m
ic
r
ophone
k
e
y
w
a
s not d
e
p
re
ssed.
T
h
e
n the
r
a
dio c
rac
k
l
e
d with
B
i
l
l’s vo
i
c
e
.

“
J
im
y
ou sti
l
l
t
h
e
re?
Ov
er
.”

“
Y
e
s
I
’m
h
e
r
e
.
Ov
e
r
.
”

“
Mr.
W
a
lke
r
,
y
ou’ll h
a
v
e
to s
a
y
o
v
e
r
a
t
t
he
end o
f
–”

“
I
know how
to use
a
ra
d
io,
S
h
e
ri
f
f.”
Tom
c
ut h
i
m
of
f
.
P
a
m w
a
s tor
n
.
S
he
k
n
e
w th
a
t
i
f Tom w
a
s on the
ra
dio
t
he
m
i
ss
i
on
m
i
g
ht
be
salv
a
g
e
d.
S
he
a
lso kn
e
w this me
a
nt
that h
e
r time with
J
i
m had just b
ee
n
c
ut
i
n h
a
lf. She
f
lopped d
o
wn on the
c
ou
c
h
, l
e
a
n
e
d
a
g
a
inst
the b
ac
k
r
e
s
t
,
a
nd st
a
r
e
d
a
t
t
he
r
u
g
s on
the
ce
i
l
in
g
.
S
he
tr
i
e
d to
c
on
ce
ntr
a
te on t
h
e
c
onv
er
s
a
t
i
o
n
, r
e
a
d
y
to in
t
e
r
c
e
de
i
f
J
im
w
a
s
g
oing
to
m
a
ke
a
m
i
stake
or if
she
c
ould p
a
ss a
n
y
th
i
n
g on to Tom throu
g
h hi
m
.