The Kill Room by Jeffery Deaver Read Free Book Online

you want to see the kill order?”
    Who could say no to that?

CHAPTER 8
    O F COURSE THEY DON’T CALL IT THAT, a kill order,” Nance Laurel assured. “That’s shorthand. The term is ‘STO,’ a Special Task Order.”
    “Almost sounds worse,” Lon Sellitto said. “Kind of sanitized, you know. Creepy.”
    Rhyme agreed.
    Laurel handed Sachs three sheets of paper. “If you could tape them up, so we could all see them?”
    Sachs hesitated and then did as the prosecutor requested.
    Laurel tapped the first. “Here’s the email that came to our office last Thursday, the eleventh.”
    Check the news about Robert Moreno. This is the order behind it. Level Two is the present head of NIOS. His idea to pursue. Moreno was a U.S. citizen. The CD means Collateral Damage. Don Bruns is a code name for the officer who killed him.
    —A person with a conscience.
    “We’ll see about tracing the email,” Rhyme said. “Rodney.” A glance toward Sachs, who nodded.
    She explained to Laurel that they worked with the cybercrimes unit in the NYPD frequently. “I’ll send them a request. Do you have the email in digital form?”
    Laurel dug a Baggie containing a flash drive from her briefcase. Rhyme was impressed to see that a chain-of-custody evidence card was attached. She handed it to Sachs, saying, “If you could—”
    Just as the detective jotted her name on the card.
    Sachs plugged the drive into the side of her computer and began to type.
    “You’re going to let them know that security’s a priority.”
    Without looking up, Sachs said, “It’s in my first paragraph.” A moment later she sent the request to the CCU.
    “Code name sounds familiar,” Sellitto pointed out. “Bruns, Bruns…”
    “Maybe the sniper likes country-western music,” Sachs pointed out. “There’s a Don Bruns who’s a songwriter and performer, folk, country-western. Pretty good.”
    Laurel cocked her head as if she had never listened to any music, much less something as lively as CW.
    “Check with Information Services,” Rhyme said. “Datamine ‘Bruns.’ If it’s a NOC, he’ll still have a presence in the real world.”
    Agents operating under non-official covers nonetheless have credit cards and passports that can—possibly—allow their movements to be traced and yield clues to their true identity. Information Services was a new division at the NYPD, a massive datamining operation, one of the best in the country.
    As Sachs put the request in, Laurel turned back to the board and tapped a second sheet she’d taped up there. “And here’s the order itself.”
    RET - TOP SECRET - TOP SECRET - TOP SE
Special Task Orders
Queue
8/27
    Task: Robert A. Moreno (NIOS ID: ram278e4w5)
    Born: 4/75, New Jersey
    Complete by: 5/8–5/9
    Approvals:
    Level Two: Yes
    Level One: Yes
    Supporting Documentation:
See “A”
    Confirmation required: Yes
    PIN required: Yes
    CD: Approved, but minimize
    Details:
    Specialist assigned: Don Bruns, Kill Room. South Cove Inn, Bahamas, Suite 1200
    Status: Closed
9/27
    Task: Al-Barani Rashid (NIOS ID: abr942pd5t)
    Born: 2/73, Michigan
    Complete by: 5/19
    Approvals:
    Level Two: Yes
    Level One: Yes
    Supporting Documentation:
N/R
    Confirmation required: No
    PIN required: Yes
    CD: Approved, but minimize
    Details: To come
    Status: Pending

    The other document on the board was headed “A.” This gave the information that Nance Laurel had mentioned earlier, supporting data about the shipments of fertilizer and diesel fuel and chemicals to the Bahamas. The shipments were from Corinto, Nicaragua and Caracas.
    Laurel nodded toward the flash drive, still inserted into the computer nearby. “The whistleblower also sent a .wav file, a sound file of a phone call or radio transmission to the sniper, apparently from his commander. This was just before the shooting.” She looked expectantly at Sachs, who paused then sat down at the computer again. She typed. A moment later, a brief exchange came from the tinny speakers:
    “There