WMC - First to Die

Chapter 119

RALEIGH AND I LEAPED UP, almost as one, racing back to the command center. It appeared Jenks had been seen in the lobby of a small hotel called the El Drisco. A bellboy spotted him. Free of his cuffs. Now he was on the streets, somewhere up in Pacific Heights. Why there? My mind ratcheted through the possibilities. Then it became clear. Greg Marks lived up there. I radioed Paul Chin, who was still sitting surveillance on the agent's brownstone. "Paul, be on the alert," I told him. "Jenks may be headed your way. He was seen in Pacific Heights." There was a beep on my cell phone. It was Jacobi. Everything was happening at once. "Boxer, there's an All Available Units on Jenks up in the Heights about a mile from here. I'm headed up there."