Chapter 46
I had this much going for me. My bosses were already in crisis mode. They thought of me primarily as a notorious incompetent, maybe a loose cannon, but not an outlaw. What I was about to do was so extreme, they wouldn’t suspect I had anything to with it – at least not at first. They would interpret it as being part of the overall crisis, a violent act by one of the unknown violent actors in this developing drama.
I drove out near the fairground, turned down the nearest side-street, and parked my car. I checked the Thompson, made sure the safety was off, and confirmed that my handgun was also at my waist. Time to make some noise.
There was no realistic possibility of going in through the woods, not after sunset when I couldn’t see the tripwires. That meant I wouldn’t be able t
