Worst Fears Realized

distributed to my people now, but from what I’ve heard of the timing, these two guys are already past security and into the departure area. We’re talking about twenty-five gates, and there’s at least one flight leaving from every one of them between now and midnight.”
    “Shut them down,” Dino said.
    “Beg pardon?”
    “No flight leaves until we’ve searched it.”
    “Jesus, Lieutenant, I can’t put a hold on twenty-five flights. Do you have any idea what that would do the system? People will be missing connecting flights all over Europe. It can’t be done.”
    “Yeah, what happens when it snows?”
    “Well, there are flight delays, of course.”
    Dino pointed to a window. “Man, look at that snow! It’s a regular blizzard!”
    “Lieutenant…”

    “Listen, Sam, we’ve got two murderers on the loose in your airport, with six killings between them. Are you going to be responsible for letting them get out of the country?”
    Warren said nothing; he was thinking about it.
    “Andy,” Dino said, “how many people we got here?”
    “About a dozen; there are fifty more on the way, but the traffic…”
    “Yeah, yeah, tell me about it. Let’s do the flights to Germany first. Have you checked the reservations?”
    “There’s no Menzies or Hausman on any departing flight,” Anderson said.
    “So they’ve got backup passports; that makes it harder.”
    “Andy,” Stone said, “check for the initials H.M.; start with the flights to Germany.”
    “Good idea,” Dino said. “Do it, Andy. Call me when you’ve got an answer.”
    “All right,” Warren said. “I’ll do it.” He spoke into a handheld radio. “Base, this is Warren.”
    “Yes, chief?”
    “I want a code red on all departing international flights. Nothing moves from a gate until I say so.”
    “Roger, chief; what about taxiing aircraft?”
    “Stop and hold everything international on my authority. I’ll get back to you.”
    “Follow me,” he said to Dino.
    The four men began jogging toward the security gates.
    Anderson peeled off and picked up an emergency phone.

    “Where are the rest of my people?” Dino asked Warren.
    “They’re combing the departure lounges, trying to get a match on the pictures.”
    Warren got them through the security barriers, and they ran toward the departure areas.
    “Let’s go directly to the airplanes, Dino,” Stone said.
    “I’ve already got people at the security barriers,” Warren said. “If they’re in here, they can’t get out, except on an airplane, and we’ve fixed that. The flights to Germany leave from the next four gates; if they haven’t boarded yet, then we should check the lounges.”
    They entered the first lounge, where boarding was being announced. Warren took the microphone from a uniformed woman and announced that boarding would be delayed for five minutes.
    “Dino,” Stone said, “give me your backup piece.”
    Dino reached down to an ankle holster and handed Stone a snub-nosed .38 revolver; Stone tucked it into his belt. They began walking rapidly up and down the rows of waiting travelers. Stone looked at every male face, looked for short-haired young men, looked for Herbert Mitteldorfer.
    Andy Anderson ran up to them, breathless. “Lieutenant,” he said, “there’s a Heinz Müller on the flight two gates down. He’s the only male with those initials on a flight to Germany.”
    Dino grabbed Sam Warren and beckoned to Stone. “Let’s go!” he yelled.

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    THE FOUR MEN RAN DOWN THE HALLWAY,shoving travelers out of the way, and burst into the second departure lounge. It was empty, except for a young woman at the ticket counter.
    Warren ran up to her. “How long has the flight been gone?” he demanded, flashing a badge.
    She looked at her watch. “Twenty minutes,” she said.
    “Oh, no.” Stone groaned.
    Warren grabbed a telephone and punched in a number. “Tower? This is Sam Warren, head of security; let me speak to a supervisor.” He waited for a moment. “This is Sam Warren in security; I’m at Gate Eighteen; Flight 104 to Berlin taxied from the Gate Twenty minutes ago. Is it still on the ground?” He waited again. “Great! Have it return to the gate; tell the pilot to announce a mechanical problem that will take only a few minutes to fix; tell the passengers they’ll have to get off the airplane, but they can leavetheir belongings.” He hung up. “It’s on the way back to the gate,” he said to the group. “I’m going to have all