Walter Attwood rolled down the driver's side window as he glared at the
two familiar occupants of the car next to his.
"In case you two didn't notice the cloak and dagger stuff never had good
luck with us before."Walter snapped as he recalled having to duck a
bullet or two.
Ray gestured at the bright sunlight and the crowded beach in front of
them,"Walter,this is hardly cloak and dagger."

Attwood sighed wearily,"Just tell me what's going on and,"He said
gesturing toward Ed's disguise,"I *do not* want to know why he's wearing
that."

Tom had decided to walk to the address Timmy had given him instead of
risking detection by car. The address ironicly turned out to be a high
rise office building less than three blocks from Whitney univeristy.

He crept into an alley on the north side of the building and entered
through a fire door. The hallway the fire door opened into was a tiny
service corridor. Tom paused for a moment to figure the layout of the
building.
Once he had his bearings, the FBI agent turned to his right and walked
down to a door marked stairs.

The doctor watching over Sloan glanced up from his clipboard in surprise
as a gray haired man entered the room. The black haired man in his
forties moved away from the wall as the older man came to a stop next to
Sloan's bed.
"Why are you here,Sir?"The doctor asked hoping his voice didn't sound as
shaky as it did to his ears.
The gray haired man's blue eyes didn't move from Sloan's still
form,"Things are heating up. I decided to come down and watch over our
prize myself."

Realization dawned on the doctor as he lowered the clipboard to his
side,"Daniels is here?"
The older man nodded,"He's right on schedule."
"So what do we do with her once we have Daniels?"The doctor asked as he
looked down at the young woman.
A smile began to creep across the gray haired man's face as he turned to
face his colleague,"Let our Tommyboy see her then end her suffering."