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had been using. I picked up the receiver, threw in a couple of pound coins,
and looked for a number on the set. I couldn't find one; not to worry, it
would just take a bit longer.
I dialed a London number and a woman's voice said, "Good afternoon,
your PIN number, please?"
"Two-four-two-two." The digits were etched into my memory; they were
the first half of the army number that I'd had since I was sixteen.
She said, "Do you have a number?"
"No. This line please."
"Wait."
I heard a click, then nothing. I kept my eyes on the players and fed
the phone. Within a minute she was back.
"What times are you interested in?"
"I'd like to book it from four-thirteen up till now."
"That's fine. Do you want me to call you, or will you call back?"
"I'll call back. Ten minutes?"
"Fine. Goodbye."
And that was it. No matter where you are in the world, you can dial in
and the Firm will run a trace.
I phoned back ten minutes later. We went through the same PIN number
routine, then she said, "Nothing until four-ten. A Washington, D.C." number.
Washington Flyer Taxis, USA."
As she recited the number, I jotted it down, hung up, and immediately
dialed.
"Good morning, Washington Flyer Taxis, Gerry speaking.
How may I be of assistance today?"
"Yes, I wonder if a Mr. Ashdown or a Mr. Lindsay has booked a taxi. I
just want to make sure they're going to get to a meeting on time."
"Oh yes, sir, we've just had the booking. Collect from Dulles, arriving
on flight number-" I cut in.
"Are you going to drop them off at the hotel or are they coming
straight to me at Tyson's Corner?"
"Let me see, sir ... They're booked for the Westin on M Street,
Northwest."
"All right, that's fine. Thank you."
Now all I had to do was try to get to the Westin before them. Things
were looking OK.. Either that, or the fuckers had spotted me and were
playing a deception.
The flight to London Heathrow was getting ready to board. I watched
them get up, find their tickets, and walk. I followed.
On something like this you always travel club class so you're at the
front of the aircraft. You can then choose either to sit down and watch
people boarding or let them through ahead of you and come in later on. At
the destination, you can wait for the target to come off the aircraft and
naturally file in behind-or get out of the way beforehand so that you're
ready to make the pickup once you're out of arrivals.
I thought about a drink but decided against it; I might have to start
performing as soon as we got to the other side. These guys seemed very
professional, so chances were they weren't going to be doing any work after
all the Bud they'd been putting away. But still, no drink for me.