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The rental car was a dark green Toyota. Bo in his fedora and Nora in her winter hat waited in the hotel parking lot within viewing distance of Michelle’s car.
“There she is,” said Nora when she spotted Michelle leaving by the employee door.
Bo fell in line behind Michelle’s vehicle keeping at a safe distance. Although they didn’t think she would recognize them in the hats and different vehicle, they still didn’t want her to realize that she was being followed.
She led them out of Llanview via Route 8 which led into some hilly terrain that bordered the Llantano River and ultimately ended up on Llantano Mountain. About 12 miles out of town, she turned off onto a gravel road which curved around the mountainside. Houses here were few and far between. Bo made sure to keep a good distance behind her vehicle to keep from raising suspicions.
Finally, she turned into a short driveway of a small house that sat close to the road. As Bo and Nora passed the house, they saw Michelle opening her trunk and handing a bag of groceries to a man in the driveway. Under the security light, Bo caught a glimpse of the man. It was the man with the red hair and mustache.
“That’s him, Nora! That’s the man called ‘Marcus’!”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive. Same build, Same hair, mustache. It’s him.”
Bo continued driving down the road until he was well out of sight of the house. Then he turned around and parked the car at the edge of the road.
Nora looked at him. “So our suspicions are right, Bo. Michelle’s involved. Drew must be in that house. What are we going to do?”
“We’re calling for backup. Drew isn’t spending another night in that house.”
Bo brought along a portable police radio unit in case they needed help. He turned it on and radioed for backup.
Through the crackling scanner, the station heard Bo’s message. “This is Police Commissioner Buchanan. I am located on WolfHill Road about one mile off Route 8. I have reason to believe we have located the site where Drew Buchanan is being held captive. Requesting backup. Send two units. Code 2. Over.”
“Backup dispatched, Commissioner. Code 2. Over.”
“Code 2?” Nora asked.
“No lights or siren. We don’t want them to know we’re coming.”
Bo inched the car up the road as close to the house as possible without being seen. He left the lights off, but they had a fairly good view of the house from their location.
As they watched and waited, they noticed the front door open. Michelle and the other man came out. They seemed to be having a major disagreement. She was going toward her car with him close on her heels grabbing her arms and trying to make her turn around. When she did turn around, a look of horror came over her face. The man turned also and they both began running back toward the house.
It was then that Bo and Nora realized what was happening...they, too, saw the flames licking the windows at the far end of the little house.
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