Strategic Moves (Stone Barrington 19)

“Uh-oh,” Dino said.

“Funny, that’s what I said when I heard,” Lance said.

“Heard what?” Stone asked.

“The boys over

at NSA have picked up more satphone chatter about him.”

“And what was the source of the chatter?”

“Northwestern Pakistan,” Lance replied. “Less than forty miles from the former cave facility at Tora Bora.”

“Speaking of Tora Bora, any more news?”

“Estimates are that we killed about two hundred of the bastards in the bombing raid,” Lance said, “and not a few mules.”

“Does any of them have a name?”

“That will take time; we’ll have to count noses—or rather, missing noses.”

“Anything on the condition of bin Laden’s nose?”

“Nothing, as yet.”

“Let’s get back to the chat about Pablo,” Stone said.

“Oh, yes. It seems they have made the connection between Pablo and the bombing raid, and they’re even more furious than usual.”

“And how did they make that connection?”

“I don’t know for sure, but I have my suspicions.”

“And what do you suspect?”

“I suspect that Moishe Aarons—or one of his people—frustrated with their lack of success in laying hands on Pablo, may have leaked the connection to someone who knows someone in that part of the world. News travels fast, even over there.”

“I suppose it does,” Stone said, trying to figure out how to deal with this.

“Mind you,” Lance said, “that is very Machiavellian, even for Moishe.”

Stone was beginning to regret that he had spoken so harshly to Aarons. “Lance,” he said, “do you think that this translates into an immediate threat against Pablo?”

“Oh, yes,” Lance said, as if he had been misunderstood. “If what happened at my brother’s Lake Waramaug house is any indication.”

Stone waved for another bourbon. “All right, what happened at Lake Waramaug?”

“The house was set afire by unknown arsonists about an hour ago. It’s still burning.”

“Was anyone hurt?”

“No, but the house is going to be a total loss, and I’m going to have to find the money to pay for its rebuilding and the replacement of certain valuable antiques. God, it may take an act of Congress.”

Stone was appalled. “No insurance?”

“Well, yes, but filing a claim would just provoke a lot of unwanted questions from a claim adjuster, and those might find their way to a congressional committee.”

“I see,” Stone said.