"Tim LaHaye & Jerry Jenkins - Left Behind Series 3 - Nicolae" - читать интересную книгу автора (LaHaye Tim)

and now you want me to prove to you that I'm who you think I am?”
“Sir, you must understand the position I'm in. I have Global Community potentate
Carpathia himself patched through to a secure cell phone here. I don't even know
where he's calling from. If I put someone on the phone and tell the potentate it's
Rayford Steele, it had blamed better be Rayford Steele.”
Buck was grateful that Rayford's cat-and-mouse game had taken the spotlight off
the others in the car, but that didn't last. Rayford slipped from his breast pocket his
ID wallet, and as the GC man studied it, he asked idly, “And the others?”
“Family and friends,” Rayford said. “Let's not keep the potentate waiting.”
“I'm going to have to ask you to take this call outside the car, sir. You understand
the security risks.”
Rayford sighed and left the car. Buck wished Walkie-Talkie would disappear too,
but he merely stepped out of Rayford's way and pointed him toward his partner, the
one with the phone. Then he leaned in and spoke to Buck. “Sir, in the event that we
transport Captain Steele to a rendezvous point, would you be able to handle the
disposition of this vehicle?”
Do all uniformed people talk this way? Buck wondered. “Sure.”
Amanda leaned over. “I'm Mrs. Steele,” she said. “Wherever Mr. Steele is going,
I'm going.”
“That will be up to the potentate,” the guard said, “and providing there's room in the
chopper.”
“Yes sir,” Rayford said into the phone, “I'll see you soon then.”
Rayford handed the cell phone to the second guard. “How will we get to wherever
we're supposed to go?”
“A copter should be here momentarily.”
Rayford motioned for Amanda to pop the trunk but to stay in the car. As he
shouldered both their bags, he leaned in her window and whispered. “Amanda and I
have to rendezvous with Carpathia, but he couldn't even tell me where he was or
where we would meet. That phone is only so secure. I get the feeling it's not far
away, unless they're coptering us to an airfield from which we'll fly somewhere else.
Buck, you'd better get this car back to the rental company soon. It'll be too easy to
connect you with me otherwise.”
Five minutes later Rayford and Amanda were airborne. “Any idea where we're
going?” Rayford shouted to one of the Global Community guards.
The guard clapped the chopper pilot on the shoulder and shouted, “Are we at liberty
to say where we're going?”
“Glenview!” the pilot hollered.
“Glenview Naval Air Station has been closed for years,” Rayford said.
The chopper pilot turned to look at him. “The big runway's still open! The man's
there now!”
Amanda leaned close to Rayford. “Carpathia's in Illinois already?”
“He must have been out of Washington before the attack. I thought they might have
taken him to one of the bomb shelters at the Pentagon or the National Security
Administration, but his intelligence people must have figured those would be the
first places the militia would attack.”


“This reminds me of when we were first married,” Buck said as Chloe snuggled
close to him.
“What do you mean `when we were first married'? We're still newlyweds!”