She was sure that Adams must especially resent the presence of Col. Larson on his base a female officer over whom he had no authority.
As the group sat down, Riley felt an eerie chill of familiarity as she studied Adamss face. It was broad and long, severely sculpted like the faces of many other military officers shed known during her life including her father.
In fact, Riley found Col. Adamss resemblance to her father to be downright disturbing.
He spoke to Riley and her colleagues in an excessively official tone.
Welcome to Fort Nash Mowat. This base has been in operation since 1942. It extends for seventy-five thousand acres, has fifteen hundred buildings, and three hundred fifty miles of roads. Youll find about sixty thousand people here on any given day. Im proud to call it the finest Army training base in the country.
At that point, Col. Adams seemed to be trying to suppress a sneer. He wasnt quite succeeding.
He added, And for that reason, I ask that you not make nuisances of yourselves as long as youre here. This place runs like a finely tuned machine. Outsiders have an unfortunate tendency to gum up the works. If you do so, I promise that there will be hell to pay. Do I make myself clear?
He was making eye contact with Riley, obviously trying to intimidate her.
She heard Bill and Lucy say, Yes, sir.
But she said nothing.
Hes not my CO, she thought.
She simply held his gaze and nodded.
He then shifted his eyes to the others in the room. He spoke again with cold anger in his voice.
Three good men are dead. The situation at Fort Mowat is unacceptable. Fix it. Immediately. Preferably sooner.
He paused for a moment. Then he said, There will be a funeral for Sergeant Clifford Worthing at eleven hundred hours. I expect all of you to be in attendance.
Without another word, he got up from his chair. The CID agents stood and saluted, and Col. Adams left the room.
Riley was dumbfounded. Hadnt they all come here to discuss the case and what to do next?
Obviously noticing Rileys surprise, Col. Larson grinned at her.
Hes not normally so talkative, she said. Maybe he likes you.
Everybody laughed at her bit of sarcasm.
Riley knew that a little humor was a good thing right now.
Things were going to get plenty grim soon enough.
CHAPTER NINE
The laughter subsided, and Larson was still looking at Riley, Bill, and Lucy. Her expression was penetrating and powerful, as if she were assessing them somehow. Riley wondered if the CID commander was about to make some dire announcement.
Instead, Larson asked, Have any of you had breakfast?
They all said no.
Well, that situation is unacceptable, Larson said with a chuckle. Lets fix it before you waste away. Come with me, and Ill show you some Fort Mowat hospitality.
Larson then left her team behind and proceeded to guide the three FBI agents into the officers club. Riley could see right away that the colonel wasnt kidding about hospitality. The dining facility was like an upscale restaurant, and Larson wouldnt let them pay for their own meals.
Over a delicious breakfast, they discussed the case. Riley realized that she had definitely needed coffee. The meal was welcome too.
Col. Larson gave them her take on the case. The most salient features of these murders are the method of killing and the ranks of the victims. Rolsky, Fraser, and Worthing were all drill sergeants. They were all shot from a long distance with a high-powered rifle. And the victims were all shot at night.
Bill asked, What else did they have in common?
Not much. Two were white and one was black, so it isnt a racial issue. They were in command of separate units, so they had no recruits in common.
Riley added, Youve probably already pulled the files of soldiers reprimanded for disciplinary or psychological issues. AWOLs? Dishonorable discharges?
We have, Larson replied. Its a very long list and we have been through it. But Ill send it to you and you can see what you think.
Id like to talk to the men in each unit.
Larson nodded. Of course. You can catch some of them after the funeral today, and Ill set up any additional meetings that you want.
Riley noticed that Lucy was taking notes. She nodded to the young agent to ask her own questions.
Lucy asked, What caliber were the bullets?
NATO-caliber, Col. Larson said. 7.62 millimeter.
Lucy looked at Col. Larson with interest. She said, It sounds like the weapon might be an M110 sniper rifle. Or possibly a Heckler and Koch G28.
Col. Larson smiled a little, obviously impressed by Lucys knowledge.
Due to the range, were guessing the M110, Larson said. The bullets all seem to have been from the same weapon.
Riley was pleased to see that Lucy was so fully engaged. Riley liked to think of Lucy as her protégé, and she knew that Lucy thought of her as a mentor.
Shes learning fast, Riley thought proudly.
Riley glanced at Bill. She could tell by his expression that he was pleased with Lucy as well.
Riley had questions of her own, but she decided not to interrupt.
Lucy said to Larson, Youre guessing someone with military training, I assume. A soldier on the base?
Possibly, Larson said. Or an ex-soldier. Someone with excellent training, at any rate. Not just an average shooter.
Lucy drummed her pencil eraser against the table.
She suggested, Someone who has it in for authority figures? Drill sergeants especially?
Larson scratched her chin thoughtfully.
Ive been considering it, she said.
Lucy said, Im sure youre also considering Islamic terrorism.
Larson nodded.
These days, that simply has to be our default theory.
A lone wolf? Lucy asked.
Maybe, Larson said. But it could be that hes acting on behalf of some group either a small cell near here, or something international, like ISIS or Al-Qaeda.
Lucy thought for a moment.
How many Muslim recruits have you currently got at Fort Mowat? Lucy asked.
Right now, three hundred forty-three. Thats obviously a very small percentage of our recruits. But weve got to be careful about profiling. In general, our Muslim recruits have been exceptionally dedicated. Weve never had any problems with extremism if thats what this is.
Larson looked at Riley and Bill and smiled.
But you two are being very quiet. How would you like to proceed?
Riley glanced at Bill. As usual, she could tell that he was thinking the same thing as she was.
Lets go have a look at the murder scenes, Bill said.
*A few minutes later, Col. Larson was driving Riley, Bill, and Lucy through Fort Mowat.
Which of the locations do you want to see first? Larson asked.
Lets see them in the order they happened, Riley said.
As Larson drove, Riley noticed soldiers drilling, running obstacle courses, and practicing marksmanship with various weapons. She could see that it was rigorous, demanding work.
Riley asked Larson, How far along in their training is this round of recruits?
The second phase the White Phase, Larson said. Weve got three phases red, white, and blue. The first two, red and white, are three weeks each, and these recruits are in their fifth week overall. Their last four weeks will be the Blue Phase. Thats about as tough as tough can get. Thats when the recruits find out if theyve got what it takes to be an Army soldier.