Chapter 10

September 18, 2011. Early evening

I was luckier with train connections this time, and we made good time to the Vienna Metro Station. I called Paul, and he grumbled about not being able to join us. I told him I'd text our location when we got there, and he could join us after the sun went down.

When we got off the train, Jim was waiting for us in the Kiss and Ride lane. As we walked up, he rolled down his window and motioned to us. "Get in quick. A cop has been by a couple of times, and I don't think my handicapped tag is going to buy us any more leeway."

We hopped into his Nissan XTerra, me in the front seat, of course--rank has its privileges--and he drove off as quickly as possible without getting in trouble.

As soon as we were on the ro...

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