Episode 5

"We can't do that." Arbuckle glanced at his watch. "If you don't tell us
where those two are, I may have to arrange for you to be secured in the
Guantanamo Stockade. We can't have you running around giving them
information."

Mrs. Pine tried to stand but the table had been pushed too
close. "Have you guys lost your minds? Smitty and Jerry are retired teachers
down at the pool hall shooting one-shot-harrigan or keely."

Arbuckle nodded at the third man. "Get that down. They sound
like code words for mustard gas or the e-boli virus. These guys are
dangerous. We may have to let the Secretary in on this."

Runyard slid another photo across the table. "Here they are
firing an 8.3 mortar. When was the last time you saw you husband?"

The sudden change of subjects momentarily confused her. "This
morning. He said he was going to pick up Smitty."

Runyard shook his head. "They haven't been seen in seven days.
Are you sure it wasn't yesterday morning or the day before that?"