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Miner laughed. “You Americans are so, how do you say it? Quick on the trigger? I can assure you it’s nothing. Completely harmless. May I?”
“Slowly,” Scot said, watching the man for any hint he was going to pull a gun.
Miner withdrew a small silver box that looked like a fancy holder for a pack of cigarettes and put it on the table between them. He depressed a button, and a row of tiny colored lights flashed along the top. He then pushed the right-hand side of the box flush with his palm, and a piece of the silver plate popped out, which he raised like the ante
“Sometimes it gets some stares, and I explain it away as a designer cell phone. Technology is changing so quickly these days. People will believe just about any answer you give them.
“Actually,” continued Miner, pointing as he spoke, “this device is quite ingenious. Right now it is telling me via the green light here that neither of you are carrying any active recorders or transmitters. The yellow and blue lights here indicate that the device itself is currently emitting both a high- and low-frequency signal that will disrupt any eavesdropping equipment that might be placed within the restaurant or outside, such as a long-range parabolic microphone. It allows me to speak with a certain measure of confidence.”
“That’s fu
Miner laughed again. “You have a good sense of humor, Agent Harvath. I like that.”
“And I like your little gadget. Where would someone find something like that?”
“Actually, these are quite difficult to lay your hands on. I don’t think you would have much luck, even if you tried.”
“Well, I’ll tell you what. I have something quite similar, except it wouldn’t fit in your coat pocket. It’s snow white and about this big,” said Harvath, making a show with his hands. “About the size of a subwoofer. Made by the North Koreans. I don’t like carrying it in my pocket because it ruins the line of my suits, being so big and all. Maybe we could trade?”
“I doubt it,” said Miner.
“Ever been to North Korea, Gerry?”
“No, I haven’t had the pleasure. I hear their women are quite subservient. Very much into seeing to the needs and the pleasures of their men. Much like the Japanese or the Chinese. What wonderful cultures the Asians have, but that’s not why you asked me to lunch, is it?”
“It’s part of it. You see, I’m very interested in your travel habits. There are some other destinations I wonder if you’ve visited lately. How about Greece?”
“Of course, I was just there on vacation.”
“Along with Italy and France as well?” asked Claudia.
“You’ve done your homework. Yes, along with Italy and France as well. I took a lovely cruise from Greece to Venice and then-”
“Rode the train up through France and back home. First class all the way,” interrupted Claudia. “Of course you have all of the appropriate stamps in your passport to prove it, as well as canceled train and boat tickets and credit card receipts.”
Miner was surprised by what they knew, but he didn’t let on. He forced himself to smile. “Yes, I do. I’m curious, Fräulein Mueller, are you contemplating a job change? Maybe employment as a travel agent?”
“That depends, Gerry. I think arms dealer might be a better job for her. You keep supplying her with the stolen goods; we’ll sell them and cut you in. How does that sound?” offered Scot.
“It was most unfortunate to hear that part of the same cache of missing armaments turned up in the family barn of the case’s lead investigator. It must not look very good.”
“If you want to talk about something that won’t look very good, it’s you and your cousin,” said Scot. “Somehow, I don’t think prison uniforms will flatter either of your figures. The fall of the cloth is all wrong these days, and prison tailors just never can keep up with the latest trends from Milan.”
Miner’s smile became very strained. “Agent Harvath, one phone call and I can have you immediately taken into custody. Your government is very anxious to have you back. I’m not sure what for, but it must be serious.”
“Do you want to talk serious, Gerry? Serious is you using your cousin to pose as you around Europe while you’re actually in my country kidnapping our president. How much did you make? A million? Five million? Ten maybe?”
“Kidnapping your president? Agent Harvath, don’t be ridiculous. I was nowhere near America when the kidnapping happened. As a matter of fact, I haven’t been there for several years.”
“Not since cross-training at Little Creek?” asked Scot. A slight pulling back of Miner’s head told Scot that he had surprised him. He pressed on. “Oh, yeah. I know a lot about you too, Gerry. I know, for example, that they won’t put you and your cousin in the same cell. No, two handsome guys like you-they’ll want to make sure you both have a chance to share your love. You seem pretty tough, though. My guess is that you’ll get to be the husband, but you never know. They put a big enough guy in there with you and you might have to be the wife.”
“Agent Harvath, this is hardly the kind of talk that we as gentlemen should be exposing Fräulein Mueller to.”
“You see, that’s where you and I are going to have to agree to disagree, Gerry. My career and my life are basically through. It’s fu
“Agent Harvath, there is no question in my mind that you are a disturbed individual. I think the best thing for us to do-”
“Chutee!” hissed Scot. The command stopped Miner in midsentence. “That’s right, you slimy son of a bitch. You know, you are one dumb motherfucker. Who do you think you’ve been playing with? Did you actually think we weren’t going to nail you and the rest of your little pussycats? Whoops, I’m sorry, it’s Lions, isn’t it?
“Your men are a disgrace. What kind of a sorry-ass unit are you ru
Miner was absolutely silent. For once in his life, he had nothing to say. Every single element had been pla
“What’s wrong, Gerry? Cat, I mean, Lion got your tongue?”
Miner composed himself. “You know, Agent Harvath, Fräulein Mueller has been a little too quiet and you have been a little too vocal. Do you know what this tells me?”
“No, what does it tell you? I’m dying to know.”
“It tells me you have nothing. You have no concrete evidence at all. You dragged my poor cousin into this to try to intimidate me. I came here to meet with you and you have nothing but spurious accusations grounded in fantasy. If you really had something, you would have used it. Why bother coming to me?