Ghostwalker 08 - Street Game

drive inside their gates.”
    Mack nodded. “This Special Ops unit. Marines?”
    “Of course,” Griffen replied.
    “Then let’s use them to help us get inside. They have to be briefed on what’s going on, right?” Mack said. “Put them in the guard’s position on the side nearest the tunnel and tell them to stand down when we come over the fence.”
    Griffen shook his head. “They don’t know about the kids. This is need-to-know only.”
    “But they know someone’s going in and tranqing the terrorists. They know the cell is beneath the embassy, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “Put the Special Ops team in uniform and arrange for them to guard the fence near the tunnel entrance. They can know we’ll be slipping onto the grounds. Or just one of them. Tell their Top. We can make our way through the roving guards and the dogs both going in and getting out. The danger is at the fence itself, especially coming out with the children. If they know, they can let us slip over the fence with our packages.
    Once we’re clear, the captain can relieve them of their duties and they can get out of uniform and carry out their orders. They can strip down in seconds.”
    “I hate it when you’re right,” Griffen said.
    Mack laced his fingers through Jaimie’s. “I wouldn’t mind this one over here admitting I’m right—all the time.”
    “Not likely,” Jaimie said amid the laughter.
    “But, damn, she does have a magnificent brain, doesn’t she?” Kane nudged Mack.

    “Either that, or not one at all,” Jaimie interjected sourly. “This is crazy, you all know that, don’t you?”
    “We were all born crazy,” Javier said with a cocky grin.
    Griffen nodded his head. “I like it, Mack. At least it should minimize some of the risk to your team getting out. I’ll have the secretary general send you everything they have on the tunnels and the workings and security at the embassy.”

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    “This low-level paper pusher,” Jaimie said. “By any chance do you have pictures and data on him? If so, I’d like to see it. I’ll need everything you’ve got on all three of the traitors.”
    “Already sent to you.”
    “Not from Beijing?” she asked, holding her breath.
    “No. The captain didn’t know who or what he could trust. He flew in to inform the secretary general.”
    Jaimie let her breath out and went to her laptop, her fingers flying over the keyboard. The pictures of three men appeared, files flying across the screen, stacking up so fast Mack had no way of reading them. “Corporal David Shanty is our guard and this is his roommate, Corporal Fred Simmons. They entered the Corps in the buddy program. And Mack, this isn’t good. Simmons knows what he’s doing with computers. The captain was smart to worry that his computer might be compromised.
    The third man is Chang Lui, a fourth-generation gardener. Father is Chinese, his mother American.”
    “Just because this kid is good on a computer . . .” Griffen began.
    “Trust me on this, Top,” Jaimie said. “If they’re in it together, Simmons is the one providing intel. His major was in computer science. He knows his stuff.”
    “What do you want us to do?” Griffen asked with a small sigh.
    “Have them announce the dinner party immediately. Tighten security. Put a death grip on that place. As soon as it’s locked down, ask the captain to send me everything he has. Use the encrypted program, but before he does, have them check his computer. Tell them they’re looking for a hardware keystroke logger. If they’ve compromised his computer, that’s what they’ll have used. Tell him to change his password after they’ve removed the card and then send me everything.”
    “You’re certain his computer is compromised?”
    “If he’s the captain, everything going on in that embassy is going to go through his office. Simmons is keeping a low profile, but he’s working in the office. He’ll have had access to the captain’s computer at some point. It would only take a couple of minutes to slip a keystroke logger into an unused PCI mini slot. He’d just have to wait for the captain to log on. His log-in information along with everything he types would be recorded. When he’s waited long enough to be certain he’s gotten everything he needs, all he has to do is wait for the captain to leave the office again and recover the card. He has total access to all the captain’s files.”
    “But the captain would change his password