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Reeve a lot.
 You wouldn t go in for all the security we ve seen, then leave the walls
around your house unprotected, he said.
 So?
 So there must be some sensing devices.
 There are the dogs.
Reeve nodded.  There are the dogs, he agreed. But when the dogs weren t
around, there would be other measures, less visible, harder to deal with.  I
just hope they re a permanent feature, he said.
The inflatable dinghy was big enough for one fully grown man, and a cheap buy.
That night, Duhart drove Reeve out to Piscataway Park, on the other side of
the Potomac from Mount Vernon.
 Half of me wants to come with you, Duhart whispered at water s edge.
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 I like the other half of you better, Reeve said. He was blacked up clothes,
balaclava, and face paint bought at Wayne s not because he thought he d need
it, more for the effect he thought it might have on Allerdyce. And on anyone
else for that matter. All he had to do was paddle across the river and
upstream a mile or so in silence, under cover of darkness, without anything
giving him away. He hoped there were no garden parties in progress, no
late-night drinks on the sundeck. He hoped there wasn t too much traffic on
the Potomac this time of night.
He felt the way he had done at the start of so many missions: not scared at
all, but excited, energized, ready for it. He remembered now why he d loved
Special Forces: he d lived for risk and adrenaline, life and death. Everything
had a startling clarity at moments like this: a sliver of moon in bristling
reflection on the edge of the water; the moist whites of Duhart s eyes and the
creases in his cheek when he winked; the tactile feel of the plastic oar, its
grip grooved out for his four fingers. He splashed ankle deep into the water
and eased into the dinghy. Duhart waved him off. The PI had his instructions.
He was to go somewhere they knew him a bar, anyplace. It had to be some way
away. He was to stay there and get himself noticed. Those were his
instructions. If anything went wrong, Reeve didn t want any of the shit
hitting Duhart.
Which didn t mean he didn t want Duhart back here or, more accurately, parked
outside Allerdyce s gates in three hours time&
He paddled upriver, keeping to the bank opposite the houses. In darkness it
was hard to differentiate one house from the other; they all seemed to have
the same huge expanse of garden, the same jetty, even the same gazebo. He
paddled until the dwellings ended, then counted back to the house he was
betting belonged to Allerdyce. The homes on either side looked to be in
darkness. Reeve checked for river traffic. A boat was chugging upriver. He
hugged the bank, trusting to darkness. There were a couple of people on the
boat deck, but they couldn t see him.
Finally, when all was quiet again, he paddled across the width of the river
until he reached the house on Allerdyce s right. He got out of the dinghy and
deflated it, letting it float away, pushing the paddle after it. He was next
to the wall which separated the two estates. It was a high stone wall covered
with creepers and moss. Reeve hauled himself up and peered into the gloom.
There were lights burning in Allerdyce s house. He heard a distant cough, and
saw wisps of smoke rising from the gazebo. He waited, and saw a pinpoint of
red as the guard sucked on a cigarette.
Reeve lowered himself back into the neighbors garden and produced a package
from inside his jacket, unwrapping the two slabs of choice meat that he d
drugged using a mixture of articles freely available in any pharmacy. He
tossed both slices over the wall and waited again. He was prepared to wait
awhile.
In fact, it took about five minutes for the dogs keen noses to locate the
tidbits. He could hear them slobbering and slavering. There were no human
sounds; the other guard wasn t with them. They were free to wander the estate.
This was good news: it meant the movement-sensitive lights and other devices
had almost certainly been kept switched off. They d be for use only when the
dogs weren t around. Reeve heard the eating sounds stop, the noise of
sniffing greedy things were looking for more then silence. He gave it another
five minutes, then hauled himself over the top of the wall and into Jeffrey
Allerdyce s garden. There was no sign of the dogs. The sleeping draft would
have taken its time to act. They d be elsewhere. He hoped they were sleeping
somewhere they couldn t be seen.
He stayed close to the wall, feeling it at his back, and moved towards the
gazebo. The guard was sitting facing the water, his back to Reeve. Reeve moved
quickly and quietly across the muffling lawn. He held the dagger by its
scabbard, the handle showing, and swung it, clubbing the guard across the side
of his head. The man was dazed, but not quite out. He was half-turning,
opening his mouth, when Reeve s fist caught him full in the face. The second
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blow knocked him cold. Reeve got out tape and did the man s ankles, wrists,
and mouth, making sure the nose wasn t broken or blocked, making sure the
guard wouldn t suffocate. He felt in the pockets for a gun, but there wasn t
one, just loose change and cigarettes. He didn t recognize the face; it
figured there had to be two shifts, maybe three.
He looked around. There were French windows to the back of the house. He
wondered if they were locked. He also wondered where the second guard was.
Indoors? He ran in a crouch towards the French windows. Lights shone inside.
He was looking through the glass when he heard a growl behind him. One of the
dogs. It looked very alert. Too alert. So only one of them had found the meat.
The dog galloped towards him, and he pointed an arm at it.
 Be still!
The dog stopped short, a little confused. It recognized the words but not the
person uttering them, but then it was used to obeying more than one master&
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