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Kelly stoodand started walking toward P Street again.
“I don’t like the direction this is going,” I said. “We need to pull her.”
“Let it play out,” Neil said. “There’s nobody near her.”
Two taps came to my headset, followed by two more.
Kelly was objecting—to me?
“She says no,” Rylie said. “And I agree.”
Was I the only one concerned about the turn this had taken?
“Don’t jump the gun,” Neil urged me.
I took several deep breaths and decided to let it continue a little longer.
“There’s a guy with a dog approaching,” Rylie said. “And you should know, she swiped the earpiece out.”
Damn her. That was not her call.
“Kelly, tap if you can hear me.”
No taps came back, so I repeated the question with the same result. Rylie was right. She’d stopped listening.
“He can’t be our guy,” Neil told me after a quick glance through the field glasses. “He’s the far side of seventy at least.”
With the current state of disguises, his assessment didn’t make me feel any better.
The man passed her, and Kelly followed.
“She’s coming your way, Doug,” Neil radioed before we lost sight of her.
“Got her. She’s following the old man with the dog,” Doug said.
“We need to reposition,” I told Neil.
He shook his head. “Too early.”
I hated her being out of sight. “Rylie, talk to me. Should we reposition?”
“She’s still listening to the new phone. It looks like this is a move to check for tails. I’d say we stay put.”
It was a minute before Doug gave another update. “She’s sitting on the bench again, roughly P Street eastbound. Still nobody approaching her.
I turned to Neil. “Now we reposition.” I keyed the mic. “Reposition to a closer circle toward the east end.”
Neil started the car.
Once on the other side, facing the Circle again, my heart rate calmed with Kelly safely in sight.
Ten minutes passed with nothing of note except our dog walker making multiple laps around the Circle. My headset was filled with normal street noises, still not a single word from my woman.
“Rylie,” I said into the mic. “Let’s have you and Oscar do a walk by.”
It took them another minute to reach Kelly in a roundabout way and pass by. Ten yards later, her report came. “There’s been a switch. That’s not the bag she started with.”
