Chapter 28Malone, New York
Agent Doug West stood and stretched his cramped legs, shook out his arms, and twisted his neck around. He'd been monitoring the video screens for a couple of hours. Their surveillance equipment was set up in one of the bedrooms in case someone came knocking on their door. They'd been watching the Barton property for weeks. It had been quiet. Barton hadn't left his residence except to cut wood in the backyard for the woodstove, shovel the driveway, and the odd trip to town for groceries. No phone calls of interest were recorded either.
The cameras inside the house showed him watching movies, playing video games, or sitting on the computer. The man sure knows how to amuse himself. Me—I'd go stir crazy.
The door opened to the cottage and his partner came in with
