Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

something?”
    “I swear to fucking God,” Zane cursed under his breath as he let go, turned back around, and got the SUV moving again.
    Cameron leaned his head back against the leather headrest and closed his eyes. This was like National Lampoon’s Vacation , but with death, property destruction, and an Irish accent. He groaned and covered his face with one hand, only to touch sticky blood all down his cheek and jawline. He groaned again. The second time it sounded pitiful, even to his ears.
    There was a tense silence for several seconds, and then Ty opened his mouth one last time. “I think the kid is bleeding.”

    “ W HO are these people?” Agent X asked his superior in utter frustration.
    “We’ve finally discerned their identities. They’re FBI.”
    “Real FBI?”
    “It would appear so. Richard Burns is pulling no punches when it comes to old friends.”
    “Do you wish us to continue? They killed two of my men.”
    “And stole two of your vehicles.”
    “I don’t mourn the cars.”
    “Now that we’re certain we know the names of the men involved, it will be easier to find them.”
    “If you say so, sir.”
    “Keep on them.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    He hung up and looked around the concourse of Pittsburgh International Airport. FBI agents. They had done this with two prisoners in tow and no weapons. He was beginning to wish he’d been sent to Alaska instead of this assignment.

    “ O KAY , if this is the CIA, what else are they doing?” Ty asked Julian as soon as they were satisfied that they’d lost any tails and disassembled the GPS in their stolen car.
    “What do you mean?”
    “We know they were pinging the GPS in the bureau car.”
    “Wait, I thought you dismantled that,” Cameron said as he turned around.
    “Bureau issue vehicles have two types of GPS. The backup is covert, meaning it’s passive,” Ty said.
    “The Agency was pinging us with their remote systems,” Julian explained.
    “You knew,” Zane said as he looked in the mirror at Julian.
    “Well, at the time I was hoping to pit the sides against each other and escape.”
    “At least he’s honest,” Ty grumbled.
    Zane glared at both of them for a moment.
    Cameron waved a hand. “Okay, I get how they found us in the car you stole.”
    “Borrowed,” Ty said.
    “Whatever, psychopath. But how did they find us after?”
    “Any number of ways,” Julian said in a troubled voice. “Credit cards. The tolls when we passed through. Our cell phones. Depending on how high this goes, they could have even diverted a satellite.”
    “How high does it go?” Zane asked.
    “I don’t know his name, I just know his voice.”
    “You said cell phones,” Ty murmured
    “Yes. You turned the GPS off, but again, if it goes high enough, they can turn it back on remotely.”
    “Right. But do they have the firepower to listen in on calls?” Ty asked.
    “Yes,” Julian said with a simple nod.
    Ty looked from Julian to Zane, and Zane had to take his eyes off the road long enough to meet Ty’s eyes in the mirror. He could tell Ty was formulating a plan, and the fear behind those hazel eyes told Zane that Ty didn’t like what he was thinking.
    “What?” Zane asked with a growing sense of dread.
    “If they’re picking up on our calls, maybe we can call for help.”
    “What?”
    “I’m sorry, I believe you lost me as well,” Julian said.
    “At least I’m not the only one,” Cameron muttered.
    “They’re big, we’re little. Their strength is the information they gather and how they do it. We have to turn that against them.”
    “A skewer,” Julian said in a surprised voice.
    “A what?” Ty asked.
    “Chess. A skewer is a chess move. Use their strength against them. Their queen is opposite our rook. They’re supported by their knight, and we only have a pawn. But if their queen takes our rook, our pawn takes their queen.”
    “I’m sorry, was that English?” Ty asked in exasperation.
    Zane looked up at the mirror to see Julian again. He was a fascinating person once he opened up enough to allow them insight into his mind. Zane was glad he was on their side now.
    “I’m agreeing with you, you wanker,” Julian snapped.
    “Well, stop, it’s weird.”
    Julian grunted and sat back with his arms crossed over his chest.
    “I have no idea how to play chess,” Ty said in a flat voice. Zane glanced at his partner. Talk about fascinating, though, Zane didn’t have to go further than Ty. Zane would never get tired of