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showing his ID; he parked in his reserved spot in the basement garage, near the elevator, swiped his ID card at the door and went upstairs to his office, clearing three more security checks.
    He put the papers and his breakfast on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa, glancing at the headlines while he sweetened his coffee and munched on the Danish, not noticing the tiny, flashing red light on the phone behind his desk. He switched on the TV, which was already set to CNN.
    He had finished his breakfast and was halfway through the Times when he glanced at a clip of yesterday’s golf tournament and, almost simultaneously, caught sight of the tape crawling across the bottom of the screen:… TWO POLITICAL SHOOTINGS ON CARIBBEAN ISLAND OF ST . MARKS
    Lance walked around his desk and picked up his phone, noticing the flashing red light. He dialed voicemail and listened for a moment, then dialed Holly’s satphone number. “You’d better answer the bloody thing, girl,” he said aloud to himself.

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    H olly grabbed the ringing satphone and went outside.
    â€œHello?”
    â€œWhere the hell have you been?” Lance demanded.
    â€œRight here,” she said. “I left a message for you.”
    â€œI just got it; do you know who got shot on the island?”
    â€œOnly what I’ve seen on local TV,” Holly said. “A policeman named duBois was shot, and they’re saying there was a reported attempt on the PM’s life, but no confirmation yet.”
    â€œJesus, that has ‘Teddy’ written all over it.”
    â€œI don’t know what we can do about this, Lance; our search for Pemberton and Weatherby came up dry, and we don’t have any other suspects for Teddy.”
    â€œDid you go over the photographs I sent you?”
    â€œWhat photographs?”
    â€œCheck your e-mail; our photo analyst says Pemberton and Weatherby are the same man, and she’s made up sample photos of what he might look like in different disguises.”
    â€œI’ll check that out right now,” Holly said.
    â€œForget about Robertson; he turns out to be one of the Heathrow Robbers, a guy named Barney Cox. Call me back if you have any ideas. You know about the airplane?”
    â€œYes, at noon; I hope he can land; they’ll probably shut down air travel again.”
    â€œI’ll get word to the pilot to declare a fuel emergency, if necessary; then they’ll have to allow him to land. You just be there.”
    â€œOkay.” She punched off the connection and ran into the house.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” Stone asked.
    Holly switched on her computer and waited for it to boot up. “Lance had the photographs of Pemberton and Weatherby analyzed, and the analyst says they’re of the same man.” She typed in her e-mail password and waited. “Here we go.”
    â€œThey don’t look like the same man,” Stone said.
    Holly scrolled down. “Look at this; without the facial hair and the wigs they do,” she said and kept scrolling. “The analyst has made up some others showing what he would look like in different disguises; here they are.” She scrolled slowly through a dozen pictures.
    â€œWait a minute,” Stone said, pointing. “Look at that one. Who does that look like, except for the hair color?”
    â€œHoly shit,” Holly said. “That one is a ringer for Harold Pitts! But he sailed yesterday, didn’t he? I mean, we saw him.”
    Stone picked up the phone and rang Thomas Hardy.
    â€œHello?”
    â€œThomas, to the best of your knowledge, did Harold Pitts sail for Ft. Lauderdale yesterday?”
    â€œYes, he did. I was down at the marina, and I cast off his lines myself.”
    â€œYeah, we saw him sail out of English Harbour and turn to the east. Is there anywhere along the eastern shore where he could have anchored? Another marina or a cove?”
    â€œNo, it’s all cliffs on that end of the island, and there’s heavy surf from the trade winds, so he couldn’t anchor there, either. What’s going on, Stone?”
    â€œHave you heard about duBois and the prime minister?”
    â€œYes, there was just a report that Sutherland was DOA at the Markstown hospital.”
    â€œDuBois, too?”
    â€œYes. That pretty much cuts off the heads of the government and the police force. There’s going to be chaos, and I think you should expect to be