ch.nativetongue-第72章
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〃Maybe he'll make it；〃 Lou said。 〃That would be good。〃
Bud Schwartz asked what would happen when Lou returned to Queens。
〃Have a sitdown with my people。 Find out what they want to do next。 Then I got this big birthday party for my wife's fortieth。 I bought her one a them electric woks…she really likes Jap food； don't ask me why。〃
Danny Pogue said； 〃Are you in big trouble？〃
Lou's chest bounced when he laughed。 〃With my wife or the boys？ Ask me which is worse。〃
He picked up his carry…on and the blue umbrella； and waddled for the gate。
Bud Schwartz waved。 〃Sorry it got so screwed up。〃
〃What the hell；〃 said Lou； still laughing。 〃I got me a nice boat ride outta the deal。〃
Joe Winder and Carrie Lanier met Trooper Jim Tile at the Snapper Creek Plaza on the Turnpike extension。 They took a booth at the Roy Rogers and ordered burgers and shakes。 Winder found the atmosphere more pleasant than it had been at Ocean Reef。 Carrie asked Jim Tile if he had phoned Rikers Island。
〃Yeah； I called；〃 the trooper said。 They thought it was crazy； but they said they'd watch for anything out of the ordinary。〃
〃Out of the ordinary hardly begins to describe him。〃
〃New Yorkers；〃 said Jim Tile； 〃think they've cornered the market on psychopaths。 They don't know Florida。〃
Joe Winder said； 〃I don't think he's going to Rikers Island。 I think he's still here。〃
〃I heard about Harp；〃 said Jim Tile； 〃and my opinion is no； it wasn't the governor。 I'll put money on it。〃
〃How can you be so sure？〃 asked Carrie。
〃Because （a） it's not his style； and （b） he wouldn't have missed。〃
Winder said； 〃Mr。 X was the target。〃
〃Had to be；〃 agreed Jim Tile。 〃Who'd waste a perfectly good bullet on a golfer？〃
Carrie speculated that it could have been a disgruntled fan。 Joe Winder threw an arm around her and gave her a hug。 He'd been in a good mood since trashing Pedro Luz's steroid den。
The trooper was saying Skink might've headed upstate。 〃This morning somebody shot up a Greyhound on the interstate outside Orlando。 Sixty…seven Junior Realtors on their way to Epcot。〃
Panic at Disney World！ Winder thought。 Kingsbury will e in his pants。
〃Nobody was hurt；〃 Jim Tile said； 〃which leads me to believe it was you…know…who。〃 He pried the plastic cap off his milkshake and spooned out the ice cream。 〃Eight rounds into a speeding bus and nobody even gets nicked。 That's one hell of a decent shot。〃
Carrie said； 〃I'm assuming they didn't catch the culprit。〃
〃Vanished without a trace；〃 said the trooper。 〃If it's him； they'll never even find a footprint。 He knows that area of the state very well。〃
Winder said it was a long way to go for a man with two fresh gunshot wounds。
Jim Tile shrugged。 〃I called Game and Fish。 The panther plane hasn't picked up the radio signal for days。〃
〃So he's really gone；〃 Carrie said。
〃Or hiding in a bomb shelter。〃
〃Joe thinks we should go ahead and make a move。 He's got a plan all worked out。〃
Jim Tile raised a hand。 〃Don't tell me； please。 I don't want to hear it。〃
〃Fair enough；〃 Winder said； 〃but I've got to ask a small favor。〃
〃The answer is no。〃
〃But it's nothing illegal。〃
The trooper used the corner of a paper napkin to polish the lenses of his sunglasses。 〃This falls into the general category of pressing your luck。 Just because the governor gets away； don't think it's easy。 Or even right。〃
〃Please；〃 said Carrie； 〃just listen。〃
〃What is it you want me to do？〃
〃Your job；〃 Joe Winder replied。 That's all。〃
Later； in the rental boat； Joe Winder said he almost felt sorry for Charles Chelsea。 〃Getting your sports celebrity shot with the press watching； that's tough。〃
Carrie Lanier agreed that Chelsea was earning his salary。 She was at the helm of the outboard； expertly steering a course toward the ocean shore of North Key Largo。 A young man named Oscar sat shirtless on the bow； dangling his brown legs and drinking a root beer。
Carrie told Joe he had some strange friends。
〃Oscar thinks he owes me a favor； that's all。 Years ago I left his name out of a newspaper article and it wound up saving his life。〃
Carrie looked； doubtful； but said nothing。 Her hair was tied back in a ponytail。 She wore amber sunglasses with green Day…Glo frames and a silver one…piece bathing suit。 Oscar didn't stare； not even once。 His mind was on business； and the soccer game he was missing on television。 Most Thursdays he was on his way to Belize； only this morning there'd been a minor problem with Customs； and the flight was canceled。 When Joe Winder called him at the warehouse； Oscar felt honor…bound to lend a hand。
〃He thinks I cut him a break；〃 Winder whispered to Carrie； 〃but the fact is； I did use his name in the story。 It just got edited out for lack of space。〃
〃What was the article about？〃
〃Gunrunning。〃
From the bow； Oscar turned and signaled that they were close enough now。 Kneeling on the deck； he opened a canvas duffel and began to arrange odd steel parts on a chamois cloth。 The first piece that Carrie saw was a long gray tube。
〃Oscar's from Colombia；〃 Joe Winder explained。 〃His brother's in the M…19。 They're leftist rebels。〃
〃Thank you； Professor Kissinger。〃 Carrie smeared the bridge of her nose with mauve…colored zinc oxide。 It was clear from her attitude that she had reservations about this phase of the plan。
She said； 〃What makes you think Kingsbury needs another warning？ I mean； he's got the mob after him； Joe。 Why should he care about a couple of John Deeres？〃
〃He's a developer。 He〃ll care。〃 Winder leaned back and squinted at the sun。 〃Keep the pressure on； that's the key。〃
Carrie admired the swiftness with which Oscar went about his task。 She said to Winder： 〃Tell me again what they call that。〃
〃An RPG。 Rocket…propelled grenade。〃
〃And you're positive no one's going to get hurt？〃
〃It's lunch hour； Carrie。 You heard the whistle。〃 He took out a pair of waterproof Zeiss binoculars and scanned the shoreline until he found the stand of pigeon plums that Molly McNamara had told him about。 The dreaded bulldozers had multiplied from two to five； they were parked in a semicircle； poised for the mission against the plum trees。
〃Everybody's on their break；〃 Winder reported。 〃Even the deputies。〃 At the other end of the boat； Oscar assembled the grenade launcher in well…practiced silence。
Carrie cut the twin Evinrudes and let the currents nudge the boat over the grassy shallows。 She took the field glasses and tried to spot the bird nest that Molly had mentioned。 She couldn't see anything； the hardwoods were so dense。
〃I'm not sure I understand the significance of this gesture；〃 she said。 〃Mockingbirds aren't exactly endangered。〃
〃These ones are。〃 Winder peeled off his T…shirt and tied it around his forehead like a bandanna。 The air stuck to his chest like a hot rag； the temperature on the water was ninety…four degrees； and no breeze。 〃You don't approve；〃 he said to Carrie。 〃I can tell。〃
〃What bothers me is the lack of imagination； Joe。 You could be blowing up bulldozers the rest of your life。〃
The words stung； but she was right。 Clever this was not； merely loud。 〃I'm sorry；〃 he said； 〃but there wasn't time to e up with something more creative。 The old lady said they were taking out the plum trees this afternoon； and it looks like she was right。〃
Oscar gave the okay sign from the bow。 The boat had drifted close enough so they could hear the voices and lunchtime banter of the Falcon Trace construction crew。
〃Which dozer you want？〃 Oscar inquired； raising the weapon to his shoulder。
〃Take your pick。〃
〃Joe； wait！〃 Carrie handed him the binoculars。 〃Over there； check it out。〃
Winder beamed when he spotted it。 〃Looks like they're pouring the slab for the clubhouse。〃
〃That's a large cement mixer；〃 Carrie noted。
〃Sure is。 A very large cement mixer。〃 Joe Winder snapped his fingers and motioned to Oscar。 Spying the new target； the young Colombian smiled broadly and readjusted his aim。
In a low voice Carrie said； 〃I take it he's done this sort of thing before。〃
〃I believe so； yes。〃
Oscar grunted something in Spanish； then pulled the trigger。 The RPG took out the cement truck quite nicely。 An orange go
