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"Wait a minute; I thought the Battles didn't pay the ransom."
"No, they did but they got it back-well, at least most of it."
"I'm not following."
"With kidnappings the dicey piece for the criminal is getting the payoff. Today you can do it with wire transfers and computer gimmicks and such, but it's still tricky. Twenty years ago it was far harder. But this guy thought he had it figured out. He had the drop arranged so it was at a shopping mall on a Saturday, people everywhere. He must have scoped out the place, because he knew where this back exit was. As soon as he took the bag, he disappeared into a sea of people."
"How'd you pick him up, then?"
We had two transmitters hidden on the bag. But we figured he'd think of that and toss the bag, so we had transmitters in some of the cash wrappers binding the money. We didn't think he'd throw out the money. He did, in fact, toss out the bag. But we were still able to follow him right to the shack."
"Wasn't that a risk, not arresting him on the spot?"
"The bigger risk was never finding Eddie. This guy's past history showed him to be a loner. If Eddie was alive, and that was a big if, this guy was probably going back to either set him free or more likely kill him."
"And that's when the shoot-out happened?"
"He must have spotted us and opened fire, and we returned it. We had a sniper with us, and the kidnapper took one in the head."
"You said you recovered most of the money?"
Bailey laughed. "After he spotted us and opened fire, this idiot burned about five hundred thou of the five million total in the potbellied stove that was in the shack. I guess he was thinking we weren't going to get himand the money."
"Lucky you didn't hit Eddie," said Michelle.
He looked at her sternly. "It's easy to play Monday-morning quarterback."
"I'm not trying to second-guess what you did. I've been in situations like that too. It's never easy. The important thing is, Eddie lived."
"That's the way I've always seen it." Bailey pointed up ahead. "And there he is in the flesh."
They'd turned off the main highway and into a parking area filled with trucks, horse trailers, campers and RVs. Along one side numerous tents were set up. Michelle waved at Eddie, who was busy getting his gear together. They got out of the car and joined him.
"So what are you this time?" asked Bailey.
Eddie gri
"Sounds pretty involved," said Michelle.
"Oh, it's quite a show. There are primers for how to put one of these events together, complete with sample budgets, marketing plans, logistics, finding sponsors, that sort of thing."
Michelle pointed to the line of tents. "What are those?"
"They call them sutlers," replied Eddie. "During the actual Civil War merchants would follow the armies and sell them things. Sutlers nowadays sell period-style items and goods to reenactors and the public. As for the reenactors there are definitely different levels. They have the ones called thread-counters who make sure their uniforms are authentic down to fabric having the same thread count as during the real war, hence the nickname." Eddie deadpa
"So which are you, Nazi or Julie?" asked Michelle.
He gri
"Your secret is safe with me."
"I'm actually going to buy some stuff from the sutlers today. Everybody's gearing up for the reenactment of the Battle of Gettysburg in Pe
As Michelle helped him with his gun, canteen and bedroll, she looked around at all the activity. "This is like a big movie production."
"Yeah, but without the big payday."
"Little boys who never grow up," replied Bailey, shaking his head and gri
"Is Dorothea here?" Michelle asked.
Eddie shrugged. "My good wife would rather have all her hair pulled out one strand at a time than come and see me play soldier." A bugle sounded. "Okay, the camps are open. They'll start with a little lecture about the battle and such, some infantry field drilling, music and then a cavalry demonstration."
"You said you're riding. Where's your mount?"
Eddie pointed to a thirteen-hands-high nimble-looking Te
They headed to the army camps. Michelle watched with great admiration as Eddie drilled on foot, then took Jonas through some very intricate paces during the cavalry demonstration. The spectators were required to leave the camps before the artillery barrage began. At the first salvo Michelle covered her ears.
Then the first day of the battle was a
Eddie pointed them to a spot where they could "watch me die gloriously." He also pointed out the hospitality tents. "Hot dogs and cold Buds. That's a perk no Civil War soldier ever saw," he said.
"I hear they're filming this," said Bailey.
"That's right. They shoot lots of them. For posterity," he added sarcastically.
"I'm assuming all the guns and ca
"Mine is. I sure as hell hope everyone else followed that same rule." Eddie smiled. "Don't worry, we're all pros here. There won't be any musket balls flying around." He stood and balanced all his equipment. "Sometimes I don't know how those guys walked, much less fought, with all this stuff. I'll see you later. Wish me luck."
"Good luck," said Michelle as he hustled off.