go. And don't get any ideas. You try anything and I'll burn your legs off at the knees and carry you the rest of the way. Now let's go.'
Finn could hardly see inside the alley. Occasionally, he would catch some motion in there, but it was hard to make out what was happening. There was a fresh burst of screaming from the couple fighting upstairs and a crash as a thrown footstool hurtled through the window and out into the alley. Finn ducked down, quickly. When he looked up, both men had moved out into the center of the alley and were silhouetted as they walked out the other end. He followed, keeping at a distance.
They went several blocks, walking casually down the street until they came to a familiar neighborhood. With a shock, Finn realized that they were heading straight toward Moreau's Tavern. They passed the entrance to the tavern and went into the house right beside it.
'Jesus Christ,' said Finn. 'They were that close all the time!'
There was a light burning on the second floor, on the right side of the building. Finn looked up at the second floor of Moreau's Tavern, where the rooms were rented out. It was possible that he might get a shot-
“Don't move, Delaney. '
A hand of ice clutched at his intestines and he froze, damning himself for not being more careful. If I turn around fast and fire, he thought-
'Priest said that you should've called 'Tails.' '
Slowly, Finn turned around, holding his laser pointed at the ground.
'I saw the muscles in your neck and shoulders tense,' the man said. 'It's a bad habit. You should learn to control it. You telegraph that way. The name's Cobra, TIA.'
There were two men standing with him, all three were wearing black cloaks. Cloak-and-dagger, thought Finn, stifling a chuckle.
'I should have been more careful,' he said. 'How long have you been tailing me?'
'We picked you up about two blocks back,' said Cobra. 'It's a lucky thing you kept your comset. We don't like to lose our equipment, so we set it up with tracing signals.'
Finn reached into his pocket and pulled out the comset, wrapped in a handkerchief.
'I should've thrown the damn thing away,' he said. 'Seems like I have lots of bad habits. I don't like to lose equipment, either.'
'Fortunately for you,' said Cobra, 'that's one habit that worked for you. We caught onto your little switch and I had a chat with Captain Priest. He told me Mongoose was working both sides of the street. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it for myself.' He nodded toward the building they were in.
'What made you believe it enough to check it out?' said Finn.
'Well, it was pointed out to me by Captain Priest that I could not afford to take the chance that he was not telling me the truth,' said Cobra. 'Also, I've been at this for a while. After a few years, it gets so that you don't trust anybody. You don't take things for granted; that way you live longer.'
'I never thought I'd see the day when I'd be thankful for spook paranoia,' Finn said.
'I'll take that as a compliment, though I'm sure you didn't mean it as one,' said Cobra, with a mirthless, tight-lipped smile. 'And now I really think we ought to do something about those three in there.'
'At least the odds are on our side,' said Finn. 'Four against three.'
'Six against three, actually,' said Cobra. 'I've already got two men in that tavern there. They should be in position in that room opposite the window on the second floor there. If there's anybody in that room, they'll be temporarily inconvenienced, I'm afraid.'
Even as he spoke, an agent came running out of the tavern, approaching them.
'All set,' he said. 'It was one of the whores' rooms. Jaguar's got a prosty in there, but she's unconscious. Used a nerve pinch. When she wakes up, she won't even know what happened.'
'Good work. How's it look up there?'
'We're in luck. There's a window directly across the way. It's shuttered, but that shouldn't present much of a problem. We'll be able to swing right across and break through.'
'Sounds almost too easy,' Finn said.
'Nothing ever is,' said Cobra. 'Fortunately, they won't be expecting anything. They'll be thinking that we're all miles away.'
'It will still have to be pretty tight, though,' Finn said. 'Remember, they've still got at least one chronoplate. Which reminds me, where's yours?'
'Back at the safehouse,' Cobra said. 'I've got a man stationed there. We lucked out there, too. Mongoose didn't take his plate with him. He must've figured on returning. This must be some last-minute conference. I get the shakes when I think about the fact that we'd all be clocking in back there one at a time when we'd finished covering the musketeers. He would've been able to take us all out with no sweat.' Cobra took a deep breath. 'It was a close call for me. Soon as the floater said one of the commandos was an imposter, I clocked right back to check with Mongoose. He must've just left. If he'd still been there when I arrived and if I had told him…' He let it hang.
'We've all had close calls,' said Finn. 'I'm thinking that breaking in on them might not be a good idea. Why not just get them as they come out?'
Cobra shook his head. 'That might work, but I don't want to take the chance that any of them might be using that plate to get into position for whatever it is that they've got planned. You think it's a hit?'
'I think it's a hit.'
'Give me that comset,' Cobra said. He took it from him and handed it to the agent who had just come from Moreau's. 'Take this and give it to Jaguar. I've got one on me.' He pulled a tiny box out of his pocket. 'Tell him to put it on, but to keep his mouth shut, just in case. You never know. Don't even breathe hard. Have him get ready to swing over. We're going in the front way. We'll burn through the lock and get as close to them as we can. When I say now, we hit 'em from both sides. You stay in that room and cover Jaguar as he goes across. Delaney, you stay right here, in case any of them get by us. Cover the street.'
'I'd much rather be going in with you,' said Finn.
'I know,' said Cobra. 'But odds are someone's going to get burned breaking in there. It was our man that went bad. I figure we owe you one.'
'What are you going to do with Mongoose?'
'If I can, I'll try to take him alive,' said Cobra. 'But I'm not going to try too hard.'
13
Neither Lucas nor Andre even bothered trying to get any sleep. The situation was extremely volatile. At four o'clock in the morning, someone knocked softly at their door.
There had been no warning over the comset telling them to expect visitors. Both of them drew their rapiers and slowly approached the door, ready for anything. In French, Lucas asked who was there, affecting a sleepy sounding voice. The reply was scarcely above a whisper, but they recognized that it was Athos. Lucas opened the door.
'Good, I see you are both still dressed,' said the musketeer, quietly. 'I could not get to sleep in this pestilential hole, either. Planchet has seen strangers about. We'd best quit this place and be on our way. Ah, here comes D'Artagnan and Planchet. Softly, now, let us be off. Planchet, did you tell Grimaud to saddle the horses?'
'Yes, Monsieur Athos. I told him to move with stealth, just as you said.'
'Excellent,' said Athos. 'I do not much care for running away like a thief in the night, but it would be the prudent thing to do. I did not like the look of our innkeeper. He was a shade too friendly for having been wakened in the middle of the night.'
Moving on tiptoe, they crept down the stairs and out the door, heading for the stables. Their horses were all saddled and awaiting them, but there was no sign of Grimaud. Athos glanced about him, searching for his servant.
'Grimaud!' he called, softly.
