Stone Barrington 06-11

magazines.”
    “Then make them count,” Dino said. “You got any qualms about putting one in somebody’s head, say so, and I’ll do it.”
    “None whatever,” Stone said. “Now let’s find the switch that opens this door.”
    “Before we do that,” Dino said, “you’ve got to hoist me up so that I can get a look outside and see what we’re up against.”
    Stone stuck the gun in his belt and made a stirrup for Dino. Dino hopped up and had a look outside.
    “Nothing,” he said. “Nobody. Just a wall.”
    “You take that wall,” Stone said, pointing. “I’ll take this one. Look for the switch.”
    They both groped in the semidarkness.
    “Got it,” Dino said. “You ready?”
    “Hit it,” Stone said, his gun at the ready.

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    DINO HIT THE SWITCH, and the door started up. Stone ducked under it and stepped outside, the gun pointing ahead of him. He checked both directions. “Clear,” he said, and Dino came out.
    “What is this place?” Dino asked.
    They were in a kind of alley between two long rows of garages.
    “I don’t know,” Stone said. “Let’s find Arrington, then we’ll worry about it. It sounded as though she was nearby, but not too near. You take the other row.”
    Stone and Dino began walking down both rows of garages, banging on the door and shouting Arrington’s name.
    “Here!” Dino yelled, two doors down.
    “Dino? Stone?” Arrington shouted.
    “We’re right outside,” Stone said.
    “Well, get me out of here.”
    “First, we’ve got to figure out how to get inside. You said you were handcuffed. Are your feet free?”
    “They’re tied together, and I’m lying on my side,” she shouted back.
    “Can you get to your feet?”
    “Maybe. What do I do then?”

    Stone went over to the side of the garage door and tapped the silencer against it. “There’s a button that opens the door, and it’s probably right over here. If you can get to your feet, hop over this way and find the button.”
    “I’ll try,” Arrington called back. There followed some grunts and groans. “Okay, I’m on my feet, hopping your way.” Her voice got closer.
    “Do you see a button on the wall? It’s about shoulder high.”
    “I see it.”
    “Press your forehead against it and push.”
    A moment later, the door started upward. Stone ducked under it and found Arrington, her head still pressed against the button. “You can stop pushing now; just hold it right there, and I’ll get the cuffs off you.” He unlocked the handcuffs while Dino untied her feet.
    Arrington fell into Stone’s arms. “Oh, God, I thought I would never see you again. I thought I’d never see anybody again.” She hugged Dino. “How did you find me?”
    “We were brought to you,” Dino said. “You have any idea where we are?”
    “No.”
    Stone pointed upward. “Seagulls; we’re near water.”
    “That’s very helpful, Stone,” Dino said archly. “Come on, let’s look around.” He started down the alley, and Stone and Arrington followed.
    They came to the end of the garages, and the alley joined a street.
    “Look,” Stone said, pointing. A sign said “Field 121.” “We’re back where we started; Randall’s Island.”
    “All that driving was just to confuse us,” Dino said.
    “Where the hell is Randall’s Island?” Arrington asked.
    “In the East River,” Stone replied. “Come on, let’s find my car.” He started across the street, and they followed. Then Stone caught a flash of silver at the end of the street, where it joined the traffic circle. “Quick,” he yelled. “Under the stands.”
    They ran across the road and ducked under the grandstand of the ballpark. “Hit the dirt.” They all got on the ground.
    Billy Bob’s silver Navigator turned into the street from the traffic circle and started toward them. It turned into the alley and drove toward the garages they had just left.
    Stone was on his feet. “Come on, we’ve got to get to my car before they find out we’re gone!” They started running down the street toward where Stone had left his car. From somewhere behind them he heard car doors slamming. “They’re back in the Navigator!” he puffed. They were still a hundred and fifty yards from the car, he reckoned. Arrington fell, and they stopped to help her. “Hit the deck!” Stone said.
    They were all on the ground again as the Navigator turned the corner and drove past them.
    “They’re seeing if your car is still there,” Dino said. “When they find