Mickey, dressed in the latest in SWAT gear, lifted his night vision goggles and peered around the tree trunk he was using for cover. Luci was a shadowy figure on the other side of Delaney’s car. Across from her he could see the headlights of Maxwell’s car, but he was lost in the shadow behind the light.
“Can you see the old ladies yet?” he whispered into his mike.
“Not yet. Had to take off the goggles because of the light.”
Mickey stepped back into cover and put his goggles back on, scanning the shadows. Something, a flicker of movement, caught his eye, but when he looked that direction, there was nothing. “We the only ones out here?”
“That was the deal,” Delaney said. “Why?”
“Guess I saw a cat or something moving.”
“Let’s try to keep our focus on the human predator? Captain’s gonna
