make sure.'
She nodded.
I pointed to another area. 'There are two emergency exits — here off the main room, and here in the basement. The exterior basement stairs lead to the same side of the building where the front entrance is located, so Dox can cover both the main entrance and the basement emergency exit simultaneously. But the main room exit goes out the other side of the building. We're going to need to find a way to close it off to make sure anyone who gets past me has to cross Dox's field of fire on the way out. Anything you can tell us about the exit doors would be useful.'
'Okay.'
'Now this staircase leads down to the basement level, which is restrooms, a utility room, and again that emergency exit. See if you can use a bathroom break to get into the utility room. My source tells me that code for this building requires emergency lighting run off a backup generator. I need to know what they're using and whether you can disable it tomorrow night. And regardless, look around for stand-alone battery-operated units, especially in stairwells and above doorways. If they're already required by the building code to have a generator system, I doubt they'd go to the expense of installing stand-alone units, too, but we have to know.'
'Okay.'
'The final thing is cameras. They probably don't have any overt ones, except again possibly one monitoring the front entrance. The place is supposed to be the ultimate in discretion, and obvious security cameras inside would spoil the ambience. But they might have some less obvious ones. Here's something that will help you spot them if they do.'
I took out the custom-made, pocket-sized bug detector Harry had made for me before he died, and handed it to Delilah. 'Here. It picks up the horizontal oscillator frequency radiated by video cameras. It's not exactly a divining rod, but it'll give you an idea.'
Delilah hefted it in her hand and looked at it approvingly. 'Nice.'
'I'd like it back, if possible. It's one of a kind. And it has sentimental value.'
Dox started to break out into the grin. 'You? Sentimental?'
I looked at him, thinking of Harry. 'Is there a problem?' I asked.
The grin retreated. 'No problem.'
I looked at Delilah, then Dox. 'Questions? Comments?'
Delilah said, 'So Plan A is for Dox to drop Yamaoto as he leaves his car and enters the club. The rest of this is all Plan B.'
'That's right. But Plan A is nothing to count on here. You've seen the street the club is on. There aren't many places we can position Dox for a shot at the front entrance. There's no parking on the street, so we can't set him up in the van. There's a building site near Aoyama-dori that might work, but even then the angle is such that he'll only have a second to make the shot. Yamaoto travels in an armored Mercedes, and he'll probably have a phalanx of bodyguards. Unless he lingers for a few moments outside the entrance, we won't be able to get to him until he's inside.'
'Yeah,' Dox said. 'Plan B is the new Plan A.'
'Makes sense,' Delilah said.
'You manage to get a phone?' I asked.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a clamshell model in screaming yellow.
'Well, that ought to do,' I said. 'Did you figure out…'
'I changed the interface to English,' she said. 'It's fine.'
I nodded. 'Are you armed?'
She smiled. 'What do you think?'
I looked her over. She wasn't wearing much, but if she was carrying, I couldn't see it.
'Not that I can tell,' I said.
Her smile widened. She dropped her right hand, hooked her thumb under the edge of the dress, and reached up along her inner thigh. An instant later her hand reappeared, her fingers curled into a fist. A wicked-looking two-inch blade protruded like a talon from between her first and second knuckles.
'Goddamn,' Dox said. 'What is that pretty little thing?'
'FS Hideaway,' Delilah said. She opened her hand, slid the knife from around her first two fingers, and handed it hilt first to Dox.
'Yeah, I've been reading about these, but haven't gotten my own yet,' he said. He tried to slip it on, but the grip was too small to fit over his fingers. 'You like it?'
'I love it,' she said. 'This one's actually a knockoff that our tech people make. It's composite, not steel. Not as tough as you'd like, but it's razor sharp and, best of all, doesn't set off metal detectors. I carried it from Paris on the plane.'
I saw that, instead of a handle, the knife was gripped through a capsule shaped hole. The whole thing was tiny, but when she had it deployed, she looked like a damned velociraptor.
'What have you got down there?' Dox said, looking at her thigh.
She raised an eyebrow.
He blushed. 'I mean…' he started to say.
She smiled. 'Kydex sheath.'
