Shoot Him If He Runs (Stone Barrington 14)
“I can see him being angry with Croft, if he knew.”
“If Holly is right, then that settles the question of whet
her Teddy is on the island. Now we have to find him.”
“You want to keep Holly there longer?”
“No, but I don’t have a choice. Sutherland has shut down all transportation from the island; nobody can leave until he says so. If we tried to bring some sort of pressure to allow Holly and her group to leave, it might bring suspicion to bear on her.”
“Do we have any idea what identity Teddy is using?”
“There are the three men I told you about. Bill Pepper was caught trying to get photos of them from government computers, so we could circulate them here to see if any of Teddy’s former coworkers could make him. If somebody can, then we’ve got a chance of…detaining him. Holly is trying now to learn if Pepper downloaded the photos before he was arrested.”
“From what you’ve told me, there’s no way to connect any of these men to Holly.”
“No.”
“Unless she has contact with them and one of them is arrested.”
“Well, yes.”
“Order her to have no contact with them, to ask no questions of anyone about them.”
“Certainly.”
“There’s another problem,” Kate said.
“Yes?”
“What happens if one of these men is Teddy and Teddy is the shooter and they catch him? I’m sure that Colonel Croft was not the only man in St. Marks who knows how to extract a confession from a suspect.”
“Director, do you have any reason to believe that you and I are being recorded at this moment?”
“I have every reason to believe that we are not,” she replied.
“If Teddy is arrested by the St. Marks police, then we have to kill him before they can question him.”
“That’s pretty brazen of you, Lance.”
“Think about it: if Teddy is, ah, persuaded to reveal his true identity, and if Sir Winston Sutherland chose to make an issue of a former Agency operative as murderer, then we have a flap of major proportions on our hands. If the American press got hold of that, I think it’s safe to say that the outcome of the next election might be in doubt.”
Kate Lee turned and gazed out the window at the Virginia landscape.
Lance waited for her to speak; he had said all he intended to.
“Lance,” she said finally, “you are authorized to use whatever means you feel are necessary to prevent Teddy Fay from falling into the hands of Sir Winston Sutherland’s police.”
“May I have that in writing, Director?”
She turned and looked at him. “Certainly not,” she said.
“I may not be able to handle this without the cooperation of Hugh English,” Lance said. “May I confide in him?”
“Certainly not,” she replied. “But you may use whatever resources we have on the island without Hugh’s knowledge.”
“I’m afraid that would not be possible; we’ve seen that already. Hugh would have to be…out of the picture. Unless he is, I would not have the freedom to operate.”
Kate’s face was expressionless. “You’re right,” she said finally. She pressed a button on her phone.