“Where else could I go?” the Russian muttered under his breath as he turned away and stalked down the line of cars.
The volunteers for the raiding party got into the back of the armored truck except for Honon and Kudjo, who sat up front. After a short drive, the vehicle stopped again. Honon and Kudjo got out and. opened the back for the others. “Okay, here’s the situation,” Honon said. “The motel is right over there. I noticed as I drove up that there’s a lot of junked cars in back; that supports the old man’s claim. There was a light on in the office window, probably a candle; some of them are obviously there. Moorfield said there were five altogether. There weren’t any cars parked in the courtyard, so we don’t have to worry about innocent bystanders. It’s just them and us.
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