Chapter 36
The briefing was dull. The information was all she needed to know, they had spotted Dr. Lecter, better known as Dr. Lurken, in LA. Of all places he would choose a place where no one thought of looking for him, so unlike to chose that city.
He practices as a psychiatrist, of cause, make things so obvious that it can't be right. Clarice was sure that it would come as a surprise to his patients that he was the cannibal the FBI had been looking for, for so long.
Noonan gestured for Clarice to speak.
The eyes turned to watch Clarice. "Okay listen up folks, it will happen as follows." Clarice let those few words sink in, she didn't want to underline that she was the one in control. "We'll not surround the house, he'll know something is going on." They looked disbelieving, moved their eyes back and forth from Clarice to Noonan.
"I will go in after him. You are under no circumstance to enter the house, if you do you are sure to be dead." Again she let the words sink in. She could see that several wanted to ask questions.
"Yes?" A young agent, who still seemed to wear diapers raised from his chair. "Where will the back up be then?" "The back up will be a few blocks from his house, I will get him out of the house from the moment I do so, the back up will move in and fast.
"If you don't mind asking, but how are you going to get him out?" "That is not something you need to know. But let me make it clear, if things does not go as planned and he uses me as a hostage, you are to shoot and kill, even if that means shooting me. You are not to let him escape at any prize."
"You can't be serious." "Both director Noonan and I have agreed on this, and you are to follow those orders."
Clarice knew that it would be hard convincing them, shooting one of their own even if it was her, just wasn't right. But it was the only thing she could come up with, and if he should be captured this was the way to do it. To be honest Clarice didn't care if she lived though this or not.
The briefing ended. Clarice got ready to leave, she didn't want to take much with her, it would be a short trip or the last trip.
The briefing was dull. The information was all she needed to know, they had spotted Dr. Lecter, better known as Dr. Lurken, in LA. Of all places he would choose a place where no one thought of looking for him, so unlike to chose that city.
He practices as a psychiatrist, of cause, make things so obvious that it can't be right. Clarice was sure that it would come as a surprise to his patients that he was the cannibal the FBI had been looking for, for so long.
Noonan gestured for Clarice to speak.
The eyes turned to watch Clarice. "Okay listen up folks, it will happen as follows." Clarice let those few words sink in, she didn't want to underline that she was the one in control. "We'll not surround the house, he'll know something is going on." They looked disbelieving, moved their eyes back and forth from Clarice to Noonan.
"I will go in after him. You are under no circumstance to enter the house, if you do you are sure to be dead." Again she let the words sink in. She could see that several wanted to ask questions.
"Yes?" A young agent, who still seemed to wear diapers raised from his chair. "Where will the back up be then?" "The back up will be a few blocks from his house, I will get him out of the house from the moment I do so, the back up will move in and fast.
"If you don't mind asking, but how are you going to get him out?" "That is not something you need to know. But let me make it clear, if things does not go as planned and he uses me as a hostage, you are to shoot and kill, even if that means shooting me. You are not to let him escape at any prize."
"You can't be serious." "Both director Noonan and I have agreed on this, and you are to follow those orders."
Clarice knew that it would be hard convincing them, shooting one of their own even if it was her, just wasn't right. But it was the only thing she could come up with, and if he should be captured this was the way to do it. To be honest Clarice didn't care if she lived though this or not.
The briefing ended. Clarice got ready to leave, she didn't want to take much with her, it would be a short trip or the last trip.
