tc.patriotgames-第67节

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tance；〃　he　said　coolly。　He　decided　against　turning　his　lights　on　for　the　moment。　Holy　shit　。　。　。　

　　　　〃You　get　her？〃　Alex　called　back。
　　　　Miller　was　breathing　heavily。　He　wasn't　sure　　he　wasn't　sure　about　his　shots。　The　Porsche　had　slowed　suddenly　just　as　he　squeezed　the　trigger；　but　he　saw　the　car　hit　the　bridge　and　spring　up　into　the　air　like　a　toy。　No　way　they　could　walk　away　from　that　sort　of　accident；　he　was　sure　of　that。　
　　　　〃Yes。〃
　　　　〃Okay；　let's　boogie。〃　Alex　didn't　let　his　emotions　interfere　with　his　work。　This　job　meant　weapons　and　money　for　his　movement。　It　was　too　bad　about　the　woman　and　the　kid；　but　it　wasn't　his　fault　that　they　made　the　wrong　kind　of　enemies。

　　　　The　Annapolis　dispatcher　was　already　on　his　UHF　radio　to　the　State　Police　helicopter。　Trooper…1；　a　Bell　JetRanger…II　was　just　lifting　off　from　a　refueling　stop　at　Baltimore…Washington　International　Airport。
　　　　〃Roger　that；〃　the　helicopter　pilot　replied；　turning　south　and　twisting　the　throttle　control　to　full　power。　The　paramedic　in　the　left　seat　leaned　forward　to　change　the　transponder　〃squawk〃　setting　from　1200　to　5101。　This　would　inform　air　traffic　controllers　that　the　helicopter　was　on　an　emergency　medivac　mission。
　　　　〃Trooper…1；　J…30；　we　are　en　route　to　your　position；　ETA　four　minutes。〃
　　　　Waverly　didn't　acknowledge。　He　and　two　civilians　were　prying　the　driver's　side　window　off　the　car　with　a　tire　iron。　The　driver　and　passenger　were　both　unconscious；　and　there　was　blood　all　over　the　interior　of　the　car。　She　was　probably　pretty；　Waverly　thought；　looking　at　the　driver；　but　her　head　was　covered　with　glistening　blood。　The　child　lay　like　a　broken　doll；　half　on　the　seat；　half　on　the　floor。　His　stomach　was　a　tight　cold　ball　just　below　his　pounding　heart。　Another　dead　kid；　he　thought。　Please；　God；　not　another　one。

　　　　〃Trooper…2；　Annapolis；〃　came　the　next　call　to　the　dispatcher。　
　　　　〃Annapolis；　Trooper…2；　where　are　you？〃
　　　　〃We　are　over　Mayo　Beach；　northbound。　I　copied　your　medivac　call。　I　have　the　Governor　and　Attorney　General　aboard。　Can　we　help；　over。〃
　　　　The　dispatcher　made　a　quick　decision。　Trooper…1　would　be　at　the　accident　scene　in　three　more　minutes。　J…19　needed　backup　in　a　hurry。　This　was　real　luck。　Already　he　had　six　state　vehicles　converging　on　the　area；　plus　three　more　from　the　Anne　Arundel　County　Police　station　at　Edgewater。　〃Trooper…2；　contact　J…19。〃

　　　　〃Trooper…2；　J…19；　please　advise　your　location；〃　the　radio　squawked　in　Fontana's　car。
　　　　〃Westbound　Route　50；　just　passing　Rowe　Boulevard。　I　am　in　pursuit　of　a　dark　van　with　a　handicap　tag。　J…30　and　I　observed　automatic　weapons　fire　from　this　vehicle；　repeat　automatic　weapons　fire。　I　need　some　help；　people。〃

　　　　It　was　easy　to　spot。　The　Sergeant　flying　Trooper…2　saw　the　other　helicopter　circling　over　the　accident　to　the　east；　and　Route　50　was　nearly　bare　of　cars　from　west　of　the　accident　to　Rowe　Boulevard。　The　police　car　and　the　van　were　on　the　back　edge　of　the　moving　traffic。
　　　　〃What　gives？〃　the　Governor　asked　from　the　back。　The　paramedic　in　the　left…front　seat　filled　them　in　as　the　pilot　continued　his　visual　search　for　。　。　。　there！　Okay；　sucker　。　。　。
　　　　〃J…19；　this　is　Trooper…2；　I　got　you　and　the　subject　car　visual。〃　The　pilot　dropped　altitude　to　five　hundred　feet。　〃Trooper…2；　Annapolis；　I　got　'em。　Black；　or　maybe　blue　van　westbound　on　50；　with　an　unmarked　car　in　pursuit。〃

　　　　Alex　was　wondering　who　the　car　was。　It　was　unmarked；　but　a　cheap…body　car；　with　dull；　monocolor　paintwork。　Uh…oh。
　　　　〃That's　a　cop　behind　us！〃　he　shouted。　One　of　Miller's　men　looked　out　the　window。　Unmarked　cars　were　nothing　new　where　they　came　from。
　　　　〃Get　rid　of　him！〃　Alex　snarled。

　　　　Fontana　held　at　fifty　yards　from　the　van。　This　was　far　enough；　he　thought；　to　keep　himself　out　of　danger。　The　trooper　was　listening　to　continuous　chatter　on　his　radio　as　additional　cars　announced　that　they　were　inbound　on　the　call。　The　distraction　of　the　radio　made　him　a　second　late　on　seeing　the　van's　door　fly　open。　Fontana　blanched　and　hit　the　brakes。

　　　　Miller　handled　this　one　too。　The　moment　the　door　was　open；　he　leveled　his　machine　gun　and　loosed　ten　rounds　at　the　police　car。　He　saw　it　dip　when　the　driver　tried　to　panic…stop；　swerve　sideways　in　the　road；　and　flip　over。　He　was　too　excited　even　to　smile；　though　inwardly　he　was　awash　with　glee。　The　door　came　back　shut　as　Alex　changed　lanes。

　　　　Fontana　felt　the　bullet　hit　his　chest　before　he　realized　that　the　car's　windshield　was　shattering　around　him。　His　right　arm　jerked　down；　turning　the　car　too　rapidly　to　the　right。　The　locked…up　rear　wheels　gave　the　car　a　broadside　skid；　a　tire　blew　out；　and　the　car　flipped　over。　Fontana　watched　in　fascination　the　world　rotate　around　him　as　the　car's　top　crumpled。　Like　most　policemen　he　never　bothered　with　his　seat　belt；　and　he　fell　on　his　neck。　The　collapsing　car　top　broke　it。　It　didn't　matter。　A　car　that　had　been　following　his　crashed　into　the　police　cruiser；　finishing　the　work　begun　by　Miller's　submachine　gun。

　　　　〃Shit！〃　the　pilot　of　Trooper…2　cursed。　〃Trooper…2；　Annapolis；　J…19　is　wrecked　with　serious　PI　on　50　west　of　the　Route　2　exit。　Where　the　hell　are　the　other　cars！〃　
　　　　〃Trooper…2；　advise　condition　of　J…19。〃
　　　　〃He's　dead；　man　　I'm　on　that　fucking　van！　Where's　the　goddamned　backup！〃
　　　　〃Trooper…2；　be　advised　we　have　eleven　cars　converging。　We　have　a　roadblock　setting　up　now　on　50　at　South　Haven　Road。　There　are　three　cars　westbound　on　50　about　half　a　mile　back　of　you　and　two　more　eastbound　approaching　the　exit　to　General's　Highway。〃　
　　　　〃Roger　that；　I　am　on　the　van；〃　the　pilot　responded。

　　　　〃e　on；　Alex！〃　Miller　shouted。
　　　　〃Almost　there；　man；〃　the　black　man　said；　changing　to　the　right　lane　exit。　About　a　mile　ahead　he　saw　the　blue　and　red　flashing　lights　of　two　police　cars　ing　east　toward　him；　but　there　was　no　eastbound　exit　here。　Tough　luck；　pigs。　He　didn't　feel　very　happy　about　doing　the　Porsche；　but　a　dead　cop　was　always　something　to　feel　good　about。　〃Here　we　go！〃

　　　　〃Annapolis；　Trooper…2；〃　the　pilot　called；　〃the　subject　van　is　turning　north　off　of　Route　50。〃　It　took　a　moment　to　register。　〃Oh；　no！〃　He　gave　a　quick　order。　The　eastbound　police　cars　slowed；　then　darted　across　the　grass　median　strip　into　the　westbound　lanes。　These　were　clear；　blocked　by　a　second　major　accident；　but　the　median　was　uneven。　One　car　bogged　down　in　the　grass　and　mud　while　the　other　bounded　up　onto　the　pavement　and　ran　the　wrong　way　on　the　highway　toward　the　exit。

　　　　Alex　hit　the　traffic　light　exactly　right；　crossing　West　Street　and　heading　north。　His　peripheral　vision　caught　a　county　police　car　stuck　in　the　rush…hour　traffic　on　West　Street　two　hundred　yards　to　his　right；　despite　his　lights　and　siren。　Too　late；　pig。　He　proceeded　two　hundred　yards　and　turned　left。

　　　　The　Sergeant　flying　Trooper…2　started　cursing；　oblivious　to　the　Governor　and　Attorney　General　in　the　back。　As　he　watched；　the　van　pulled　into　the　hundred…acre　parking　lot　that　surrounded　Annapolis　Mall。　The　vehicle　proceeded　toward　the　inner　ring　of　parking　spaces　as　three　cars　turned　off　West　Street　in　pursuit。
　　　　〃Son　of　a　bitch！〃　He　pushed　down　on　his　collective　control　and　dove　at　the　parking　lot。

　　　　Alex　pulled　into　a　handicap　parking　slot　and　stopped　the　van。　His　passengers　were　ready；　and　opened　the　doors　as　soon　as　the　vehicle　stopped。　They　walked　slowly　and　normally　to　the　entrance　to　the　mall。　The　driver　looked　up　in　surprise　when　he　heard　the　whine　and　flutter　of　the　helicopter。　It　hovered　at　about　a　hundred　feet。　Alex　made　sure　his　hat　was　in　place　and　waved　as　he　went　through　the　door。

　　　　The　helicopter　pilot　looked　at　the　paramedic　in　the　left　seat；　whose　hand　was　clenched　in　rage　at　his　shoulder…holstered　。357　revolver　while　the　pilot　needed　both　of　his　on　the　controls。　
　　　　〃They're　gone；〃　the　paramedic　said　quietly　over　the　inter。
　　　　〃What　do　you　mean　they're　gone！〃　the　Attorney　General　demanded。
　　　　Below　them；　a　county　and　a　State　Police　car　screeched　to　a　halt　outside　the　entrance。　But　inside　those　doors　were　about　three　thousand　shoppers；　and　the　police　didn't　know　what　the　suspects　looked　like。　The　officers　stood　there；　guns　drawn；　not　knowing　what　to　do　next。

　　　　Alex　and　his　men　were　inside　a　public　rest　room。　Two　members　of　Alex's　organization　were　waiting　there　with　shopping　bags。　Each　man　from　the　van　got　a　new　coat。　They　broke　up　into　pairs　and　walked　out　into　the　shopping　concourse；　heading　for　an　exit　at　the　west　end　of　the　mall。　They　took　their　time。　There　was　no　reason　to　hurry。

　　　　〃He　waved　at　us；〃　the　Governor　said。　〃Do　something！〃　
　　　　〃What？〃　the　pilot　asked。　〃What　do　you　want　us　to　do？　Who　do　we　stop？　They're　gone；　they　might　as　well　be　in　California　now。〃
　　　　The　Governor　was　slow　to　catch　on；　though　faster　than　the　Attorney　General；　who　was　still　blubbering。　What　had　begun　as　a　routine　political　meeting　in　Salisbury；　on　Maryland's　eastern　shore；　had　turned　into　an　exciting　pursuit；　but　one　with　a　most　unsatisfactory　ending。　He'd　watched　one　of　his　state　troopers　killed　right　before　his　eyes；　and　neither　he　nor　his　people　could　do　a　single　thing　about　it。　The　Governor　swore；　finally。　The　voters　would　have　been　shocked　at　his　language。

　　　　Trooper…1　was　sitting　on　t