Anna's Mystery Plan - Part 8 - A Strange Plot and Counterplot
Chapter 23 - Stray bullet syndrome
In the days following Rupert's visit and the revelation that Professor Greenberg was a consultant to Anna, our group worked frantically to finish the underground Armory in back of our new hillside home. At the same time, we felt adrift from any rationale for what was going on in Anna's big picture. Communications from her, relayed through Chelsea, were terse and focused on logistic details of combat preparations.
Late one afternoon, Talia wandered into my study area, "I have an idea."
Not looking up, I teased, "Only one?"
The deadly chokehold, her specialty, was swift. "You will pay attention, young one!"
Quickly, she was in my arms and we were headed out the door to the patio, where the big hole was now full of water residing in a beautiful pool. It looked great but was not yet ready for swimming.
She got to lie on me in the sunshine on the sofa. I said, in my toughest male voice, "Tell me you have this mess figured out."
"The door is going to be tested tonight. The compressed air mechanism is ready. The access road needs asphalt, but is usable as it is."
"You are leading up to?"
"What if there has been a leak somewhere and the other side is just waiting for the facility to be finished to drop in with the ambush you predicted, and seize it and the rest of us?"
"No defense in place except an unarmed guy and his smart girl friends?"
Karen's smiling face and tickling hand came over the back of the sofa.
Her voice was light, but the words weren't. "There's no hope? We should pack and get lost in the desert someplace?"
Talia ruffled her fingers through my hair and waved the other hand in the air.
"What if we are deliberate decoys? What if she rushed here when the ambush word surfaced because our preparations would ruin her plan?
I closed my eyes and said "Oh fuck" silently to myself. All too possible. I reached and dragged Karen to our heap. Two smart female bodies were better than one right now.
Karen continued, "She isn't going to let us get killed or injured. We are too valuable for that. So the counter ambush, the counter plot, includes a rescue, or kidnapping, or something like that."
"Thanks a lot. I'd rather leave for the desert than catch a stray bullet being kidnapped."
Talia giggled and kissed me. "It's not funny, but you sounded really irritated saying that."
Karen eased our heads into contact. "For all of her smarts, Anna has her own problems with execution. We need a plan B to avoid the stray bullet syndrome."
Talia giggled harder, "Stray bullet syndrome. I like that."
Karen was suddenly serious, "Pay attention, you two. We can't tell the others. Too big a chance of inadvertent comment. A stray comment without the bullet."
Talia was mumbling and burying her head in my shoulder. "Oh god, once upon a time I was a simple agent..."
I said, "We need a dip in the pool. The cold water will clear my head..."
Talia interrupted, "Jeff will be pissed. There is no chlorine, no pump, nothing but cold water."
I whispered, "Last one in makes dinner," and began easing out of the pile. I didn't even have my pants off and the black body was sliding in and staring daggers at me, "You will suffer for this."
Two laps later, we were discovered, "Is that permitted? I thought it still needed a pump and a heater..."
"It's his fault. Said we needed cold water immersion to clear our heads."
Sophie gave me a nasty look and came down the steps, cursing and raising beautiful goosebumps as she descended. I grabbed Karen and said, "They must be told. We need the team energy we had in the desert."
Soon, I was surrounded by goosebumps. Gorgeous goosebumps. Carolyn's laughing voice said, "Look, he is totally shriveled!"
I roared and chased them up the steps and into the towels Chelsea had brought. "Sit in the sun and warm yourselves. We have to talk. That darn Talia has been thinking too hard again."
I took the towel wrapped body into my lap and said, "Talk."
She began reciting the idea that we were about to be attacked without any ready defense. At the same time, her hand was secretly finding its way under the beach towel to a limp item it could squeeze. I made a low warning noise in my throat.
A sudden idea struck me and I traded a Talia body for a Karen body. They both bit me. I pinched boob tips and said, "Quiet for a minute. Here is an idea to smoke out some action. This coming weekend we disappear. Tell Jeff to take several days off. Lock the house, but leave phones here turned on. Leave all electronic devices here. Find a rental cabin in the deep woods and ask Greenberg to rent it for the weekend, saying he is doing some research on signal propagation in forests. Swear him to secrecy."
There were wide eyes and sucked in breaths.
Talia smacked me, "Damn, you know how to look for trouble. Both sides will notice activity has ceased. They will suspect each other..."
Chelsea said, "Anna will be really angry when she can't reach me."