Outrage by John Sandford Read Free Book Online Page B

about. Scuba diving? Australia? The Great Barrier Reef? I don’t remember her talking about those kinds of things. That seemed more like something Dad might do, but neither one of them was all that big on water sports. Dad liked the mountains. Mom liked the library and the lab. So…I don’t know.”
    They both sat for a moment, then Odin said, “Let’s not talk about it anymore. We take these assholes down.” Shay nodded, and pulled West’s laptop out of the briefcase. “This could have good stuff on it, but it’s protected with a password.”
    “Macs, I can crack,” Odin said. “Of course, he might have encrypted everything inside it, like they did with the flash drives.”
    Shay reached back into the case for one last thing: a small external hard drive. Odin looked at it and said, “Interesting. You don’t usually carry those around in a briefcase.”
    “West told us about it,” Shay said. “He copied files from their logistics department. He figured out where the Singular prison was by finding out where they were sending food.”
    “Smart,” Odin said.
    West had a USB cable in the briefcase, and they’d just plugged the drive into Shay’s laptop when Fenfang woke up. They heard a soft moan, and Odin set the laptop aside, and they went into the next room, where they found the Chinese girl sitting on the bed with her head in her hands. The wig was on the nightstand.
    Odin crouched beside her and asked, “Problems?”
    “Memories,” Fenfang said. She met Odin’s eyes. “I wish to know what happened to Liko. Is he dead? Is he here?” She gingerly touched her head. “Have they done this to him?”
    “Do you have any reason to think they did?” Shay asked.
    “They took us at the same time, and I last saw him in the laboratory in North Korea,” she said.
    “What about Charlotte?” Shay asked. “Is she still there?”
    “There is a feeling, yes. It feels like somebody else is there, hiding.”
    “That’s got to be strange,” Odin said. “We need to see if we can do anything about it….Kick the bitch to the curb.”
    Fenfang squinted at him, not knowing the expression. Odin rephrased: “Force the mean female out of your head.”
    “Ah. Yes. I do not think she will go. She feels stronger when I am tired. When I am weak.”
    “Then we need to keep you rested,” Odin said.
    X had been lying on the floor near Shay, but now he stood and pointed at the door with his nose: someone coming. A moment later, the door in the next room popped open and Twist and Cruz walked in.
    “Got two slightly ancient Sony Vaios on sale,” Twist said. “Plus four pizzas and something for the dog. Let’s eat and talk.”
    “Wish Cade were here,” Shay said.
    “So do I,” said Twist. “Even though he tries to be unreliable, he’s pretty useful.”
    They considered their position as they ate:
    Were they safe? For how long? What kinds of resources did Singular really have? They needed time to work, and the first priority was to crack as many of the flash drives as they could.
    Twist asked Odin, “How big a problem are the phones? Can they track us, even if they’re prepaid and we use fake names?”
    “Sort of depends on who’s doing the tracking. The police and the FBI have to know the numbers you’re using, so throwaway phones will beat them. But the NSA has voice-recognition software that’s so good, it can pick up voice files anywhere in the world and figure out who it is,” Odin said. “If they recorded us anywhere along the line, or me, really, and I used any phone, even if it’s clean…Senator Dash is on the Intelligence Committee, so she may have help from the NSA.”
    Twist said, “Okay. So no phone for you. How about the computers?”
    Odin said, “If we do too many searches on Singular, or North Korea and brain research, the NSA could spot us.”
    “Credit cards…,” Shay said.
    Odin shook his head. “Absolutely not. If it was a real emergency, and you had to use one, you’d have to