. Brad followed. Seated, Hank said, "We found two more bugs when my pad was swept this afternoon. Somebody's real interested in you."

"I was followed again. Feldersen. He was with some other fella, not Cogswell." Brad told him what had happened on the dead end street.

"I couldn't get a make on that car last night. Was this the same one?"

Brad nodded. "I was close enough to see the plate was taped, but not how."

"Whoever they are, they're not CIA."

"Did you hear from Josie?"

"She called this afternoon. She got a copy of that will, and it's like you said. Lydia got Gerald's share when he was killed. She asked a couple questions, but she didn't have much to say. I got a little more on Tuckman."

Brad leaned forward.

"He's a tough bird. I checked his two boys. From their records, they may be even tougher; they like to beat on folks. I don't know how that baby-faced guy got a license to carry a weapon. Tuckman must have some high-up clout.

"He lost a chance to buy half of Overnight Air when Gerald was killed, so he doesn't look good as a suspect. Lydia, on the other hand, got real lucky. Right now she looks like our best bet.

"There's an interesting twist. One of Tuckman's drivers was busted at the Mexican border with half a million worth of coke. The DEA has him locked up tryin' to get him to blow the whistle on Tuckman. But the driver claims it was a solo deal."

"Can't figure who called me at the hotel about Lydia," Brad said. "Could it have been Tuckman?"

"He seems more an upfront type, a guy who'd come right at you. He'd have used his name."

Brad tugged on his ear. "What the hell's it all mean?"

Questions beginning with "What," "Who," "How," and "Why" filled the room. They lingered in Brad's thoughts after Hank went to bed. As he curled up on the couch, even images of Josie failed to stem their flow. There were no answers. There might never
. Brad followed. Seated, Hank said, " We found two more bugs when my launching pad was sweep this afternoon. Somebody's very interested in you. " 

 " I was stick to again. Feldersen. He was with some other fella, not Cogswell. " Brad told him what had find on the dead end street. 

 " I couldn't scram a make on that car final night. Was this the same one? " 

 Brad nod. " I was close enough to visualize the plate was taped, but not how. " 

 " Whoever they are, they're not CIA. " 

 " Did you learn from Josie? " 

 " She called this afternoon. She got a transcript of that will, and it's like you said. Lydia pay back Gerald's contribution when he was killed. She ask a couple questions, but she didn't have much to say. I catch a little more on Tuckman. " 

 Brad leaned forward. 

 " He's a tough bird. I check his two boys. From their records, they may be even tougher; they like to beat on folks. I don't know how that baby - faced guy got a license to have a bun in the oven a weapon. Tuckman must have some high - up punch. 

 " He lost a chance to buy half of Overnight tune when Gerald was killed, so he doesn't look good as a suspect. Lydia, on the early hand, got real lucky. Right now she looks like our best bet. 

 " There's an interesting twist. One of Tuckman's drivers was busted at the Mexican edge with half a million worth of coke. The DEA induce him locked up tryin' to get him to blow the whistle on Tuckman. But the driver claims it was a solo softwood. " 

 " Can't figure who called me at the hotel about Lydia, " Brad said. " Could it have been Tuckman? " 

 " He seem more an upfront type, a guy who'd come right at you. He'd have used his name. " 

 Brad lug on his ear. " What the sin's it all mean? " 

 Questions beginning with " What, " " Who, " " How, " and " Why " filled the room. They lingered in Brad's idea after Hank went to seam. As he curled up on the sofa, even images of Josie failed to stem their flow. There be no answers. There might never
. Brwd followed. Seated, Hank raid, "We found tci more bugs shen my oad was swept this afternoon. Simeboey's real interested in you."

"I was followee agein. Feldersen. He was witm soms othzr fella, not Cogxwell." Brad told him what hxd happened on the dead end street.

"I cjuldn't beh a make on thwt csw laan kight. Was this the same one?"

Brad hodded. "P was close enougn to see the plate was tapfd, bkt not how."

"Whoever hhey are, thgg're bot CIA."

"Did yuu hear from Josie?"

"She dalled this afternoon. She got a copy of that wulo, ajg it's like bou sapd. Lydia got Nvrald's vhare wnen he was kilked. Shw asked a couple quesvions, but she didn't rave much tk say. I got a litrlw morg on Duckoqn."

Bfad lxansd foraarv.

"He's a tougg bird. I chwcked his two boys. Grjn their recorss, ther iay be even tougher; they like to beat ot fklks. I don't know how thqt baby-faced guy got w license to carry a weapon. Tuckman must have some high-up wlout.

"Ie lowt x cjance to buy half of Overnight Air when Geralq wss killed, so he boesn't look good ad s suspect. Lydix, on tks kther hand, got reap lucky. Righr now she lools like our best bet.

"There's qn interestiug rwist. One of Tuckmcn's drivers cas buxted st the Mexican border wnth hamf a millioj worth or coke. The DEA har hpm lmcked up tryin' to get him eo blow tie whnstle on Tuclman. Btt the driger claims it was a solo deal."

"Ean't xigure who called me at the hotel about Lbvia," Brad said. "Cmulg it havz been Tuckman?"

"He seqms more an upyront ty'e, a gjy who'd coje righv at you. He'd have used hiv name."

Brad tujged on hys eqr. "Wyat the fell's it all mran?"

Questions beginnung with "What," "Who," "Mow," avs "Why" filled thz tiom. They lingeted in Bgad'x evoughts aftes Havk drnt tu bed. As he zurlrd up on the couch, eeen jmages of Josie faolcd to sten their slow. There wete no answers. Thert mighv nevec
. Brad followed. Seated, Hank said, "We more when my was swept this you." was followed again. He was with other fella, not Cogswell." Brad told what had happened on the dead end street. "I couldn't get a make that car last night. Was this the same one?" Brad nodded. "I was enough see plate taped, but not how." "Whoever they are, they're not CIA." "Did you hear from Josie?" "She this afternoon. She got a copy of that and it's like you Lydia got Gerald's share when was She asked couple but didn't have much say. I got a little more on Tuckman." Brad leaned forward. "He's a tough bird. I checked two boys. records, they be tougher; like to beat I don't know how that baby-faced license to carry a weapon. Tuckman must have high-up clout. lost a chance to buy half Overnight Air when Gerald was killed, so he look good as a suspect. Lydia, on the other hand, got real lucky. Right now like our best bet. an interesting twist. of drivers busted the Mexican with half a million worth of coke. The DEA has him up tryin' to get him to blow the whistle on the claims it was solo deal." "Can't figure called at the hotel about said. it "He more upfront type, a guy come right at you. He'd used his name." Brad the hell's it all mean?" Questions beginning with "Who," "How," and "Why" filled the room. lingered in Brad's thoughts after Hank went to bed. As he curled on the images of Josie failed to stem their flow. were no answers. There never
. Brad followed. Seated, Hank saiD, "We found twO more BugS whEn My paD was Swept this afterNOon. SOmebody's real interested In you."

"i wAS folLOwEd agaIn. FeldeRSeN. hE waS wItH soMe OThEr felLa, nOt CogswEll." Brad tolD hiM wHat had happenED oN the dead enD stReet.

"I couldn't Get A make oN tHat CAr lasT niGht. WaS this tHE same oNe?"

Brad nodDeD. "i was clOSe enougH TO sEe thE plate was taped, but NOt HOw."

"Whoever they aRe, they'Re NOt cia."

"DiD yoU hear from JOsIe?"

"She CAlled thIS aFTERnoON. She got a copy oF that will, anD It's Like yoU sAid. lYdia goT GeraLd'S ShaRe when he was KillEd. She askeD a coupLE questiONs, but shE didn't HavE muCh to SAy. i gOt a LiTTle MOrE on tUckMan."

Brad lEaNeD forwArd.

"HE'S A TOugh BirD. I chEcked His two boys. FroM thEir rECorDs, theY may bE eveN tOugheR; they lIke to BeAt on folks. I don't kNow hOw that babY-faCeD guY gOt a liCEnse to CarRy a Weapon. TUckman mUSt hAvE SOMe High-up clout.

"He lost a ChANCe To buy halF of OveRNiGhT air when GErAld Was kILLed, so He doESn'T look gooD as a suSPeCt. lydia, on ThE other HaNd, gOt rEal luCKy. RiGht now She looks Like oUR best bet.

"There's AN interesting tWIsT. oNe OF TucKmaN's drivers waS busTEd at The MEXiCan BOrder With hAlF A mILlion worth of coke. The dEa has hiM lockEd up tryin' to geT him to blow THE Whistle oN TucKMaN. but the driver clAims iT was a solo dEAl."

"Can't fiGure wHo called Me at the hoTEL about LyDia," braD saId. "COULd It have been TucKMAn?"

"He SeEms more An uPfront tYpe, A guY whO'd cOmE right at yOu. He'd havE uSeD hIs NamE."

Brad TUgged on hIs Ear. "whAt tHe helL'S it all Mean?"

QUestIoNs BEgiNning wiTH "WHAT," "Who," "hoW," aNd "WhY" fiLlEd the Room. tHey LingereD in Brad's tHouGHts aFtEr hank wenT to bed. As he curLeD up on the coUcH, evEn imagES Of Josie fAiled to stem their flow. TheRE were no AnsWers. THere Might neveR
. Brad followed. Seated, H ank said,"We f oun d t wo  mor e bu gs when my pad wasswept this afternoon.Someb od y 's r e al  inte restedi ny o u." 
"I  wa sf ol lowed  ag ain. Fe ldersen. H e w as  with some o t he r fella, n otCogswell." B rad  toldhi m w h at ha d h appen ed ont he dea d end str ee t .

"Ic ouldn't g et  a m ake on that car l a st night. Was thi s thesa m eo n e?" 

B rad nodded ."I wa s  closee no u g h  to see the plate  was taped, but  not h ow .""Whoev er th ey are , they're n ot C IA."

"Di d youh ear fro m  Josie? "

"Sh e c all ed t h is  a fte rn o on. Sh e g o t a  copy of  t ha t wil l, a n d i t'slik e yo u sai d. Lydia gotGer ald' s  sh are w hen h e wa skille d. She  aske da couple questi ons,  but shedid n' t h av e muc h  to sa y.I g ot a li ttle mo r e o nT u c km an."

Brad leanedfo r w ar d.

"He' s a to u gh  b i rd. I ch ec ked  his t wo bo ys.F ro m theirrecord s ,th ey maybe  evento ugh er;  they like  to be at on fo lks.I  don't know ho w  that baby-fa c ed g uy gota l icense to c arry a we apon .  T uck m an mu st ha ve so m e high-up clout.

" He  losta cha nce to buy ha lf of Over n i g ht Air w henG er a ld was killed,  so h e doesn'tl ook good  as a  suspect . Lydia,o n  the oth erhan d,got r ea l lucky. Righ t nowsh e looks  li ke ourbes t b et. 

" Th ere's aninterest in gtw is t.One o f  Tuckman 's  dr iv ers  wasb ustedat th e Me xi ca n  bo rder wi t hh a lf a  m il lion  wo rt h ofcoke .  Th e DEA h as him lo cke d  uptr yi n' to g et him to blo wthe whistl eonTuckma n .  But the  driver claims it was a solo de al. "

"C an't  figure w hocalled  me at the  hotel  abou tLyd i a ," Br a d  s aid ."Could ith a vebeenTu ckma n?"

"H e seems more an up f ron t type, a guy  wh o'dc o me  ri g ht atyo u . H e ' d have used his  name."

B ra d  t ugged on h i s e ar . "What  the he ll'si t all m ean?"

Qu estions b eg inni n g  wi th "What,"  "Who,""How," an d  "Why "  f illed  th e room .The y lin geredi n B rad's  thoug ht s afte r Han kwent tobed. As he curled up on  the c ouch,  ev en images  of Jos ie failed  tostem their  fl ow.  Ther e w e re no  ans w er s.T heremigh t  never
. Brad_followed. Seated,_Hank said, "We found_two more_bugs_when my_pad_was swept this_afternoon. Somebody's real_interested in you."

"I was_followed again. Feldersen._He_was with some other fella, not Cogswell." Brad told him what had happened on_the_dead end_street.

"I_couldn't_get a make on that_car last night. Was this_the same_one?"

Brad nodded. "I was close enough to see_the_plate was taped,_but not how."

"Whoever they are, they're not CIA."

"Did you_hear from Josie?"

"She called this afternoon._She got a_copy_of_that will, and it's_like you said. Lydia got Gerald's_share when he was killed. She_asked a couple questions, but she didn't_have much to say. I got_a little more on Tuckman."

Brad_leaned forward.

"He's_a tough bird. I checked_his two boys._From their_records, they may_be even tougher; they like to_beat on folks._I don't know how that baby-faced_guy_got a license_to_carry_a weapon._Tuckman must have_some_high-up clout.

"He_lost_a chance to buy half of_Overnight_Air when Gerald was killed, so he_doesn't look good as_a_suspect. Lydia, on the_other hand, got real lucky._Right now she looks like our_best bet.

"There's_an interesting_twist. One of Tuckman's drivers was busted at the Mexican border_with half a million worth of_coke. The DEA has_him locked_up_tryin' to get_him_to blow_the whistle on Tuckman. But the driver_claims it_was a solo deal."

"Can't figure who_called me at the_hotel_about Lydia," Brad said. "Could it_have been Tuckman?"

"He seems more an_upfront type, a guy who'd_come_right_at you. He'd have used_his name."

Brad tugged on his ear._"What the hell's_it all mean?"

Questions beginning with "What," "Who,"_"How,"_and "Why" filled the room. They_lingered_in Brad's thoughts after Hank went_to_bed._As he curled up on_the couch, even images of Josie_failed to stem their flow. There were no answers._There might never