them.
âWait, Sir.â The driver was now outside the car holding his door open. âPlease donât do that.â
Jake smiled to himself and became serious as he turned to the driver. Then he looked down at the trunk and said, âWhat the hell is this?â He lowered himself out of view.
When the driver came around to see what was so important, Jake quickly put the man into a sleeper hold, his arms around the smaller manâs throat. âDonât fight it. Just go to sleep and I wonât hurt you.â
But, although Jake had said similar things to others in the past a number of times, it was not in human nature to not struggle when one thought they were being choked to death. The need to survive outweighed any logical whisper into the victimâs ears.
In a few seconds it didnât matter. The man slipped into a deep sleep and Jake lowered him to the ground. Then he put the manâs hat on and hurried to the driverâs side and popped the trunk. In less than thirty seconds, he was able to hoist the man up into the trunk. Before closing the trunk he found the driverâs cell phone and pocketed it. Then he closed the trunk, got into the car and pulled out, stopping in front of the restaurant.
As Jake suspected, the driver had a text he would use to extract the congresswoman if anything came up. A few seconds later, she came from the restaurant looking somewhat concerned and got into the back without saying a word.
Jake quickly pulled away from the curb and raced off toward nowhere in particular.
âWhatâs the emergency, John?â her voice asked over the speaker.
Lowering the divider, Jake said, âJust wanted a private conversation with my representative,â he said with a smile.
âJake. What have you done with my driver?â
âHeâs taking a nap.â
When Jake got to a secluded residential area, he pulled over to the curb, left the car running and got into the back with the congresswoman.
âSorry to meet like this,â Jake said.
âYou mean kidnapping a U.S. congresswoman?â
âKidnapping?â Jake shook his head. âA little harsh. You did tell me to call on you this evening.â
She sighed and smiled. âSo, I take it youâve had a chance to look over the information I gave you.â
âYes, maâam,â he said.
âIf you donât start calling me Lori I might have to have you arrested,â she said. âOr Iâll tell your brother.â
âI havenât talked with my brother in a long time.â
âCan we get on with this?â she asked.
âThatâs right. You need to get back to your boyfriend.â
âThat was the senior senator from the great state of Texas. Heâs old enough to be my grandfather. Iâm surprised you didnât recognize the man.â
âI did. Just messing with my favorite congresswoman. So, Lori, what have you gotten yourself into?â
âWhat do you mean?â She looked genuinely confused.
âWell, first of all, those were Top Secret documents you showed me. Although I have the clearance, Iâm not sure I have the need to know.â He paused for a beat but didnât wait for her to answer. âAlso, you have some Air Force documents and others not given to your sub-committee. Iâm guessing someone from your past life is feeding these to you. But the patent application was quite interesting. How did you come across that?â
âYou should be able to guess that,â she said. âThe Agency keeps track of every patent application to make sure itâs not a weapon that could have an impact on national security.â
He knew that, but he didnât know she would know that.
She continued, âBut since I talked with you last, something has changed.â
âWhatâs that?â
âOne of the professors was shot and killed last night in an apparent home invasion in Corvallis,