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It didn't take long after we arrived at the schoolhouse to get the answer. Kendall had deployed his six man force and initiated the sweep at twelve o'clock sharp. The schoolhouse, the women, the children and everything else the Chambers Bay residents held near and dear had been entrusted to young Constable Gregory and a handful of grimfaced teenagers backed by a squad of stalwart and equally grim-looking young ladies. According to Ferris, Kendall's plan had been set in motion and was being implemented exactly as he had diagramed it. |
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I found Ferris entrenched in what had come to be known as the operations center, a pipe jammed in the corner of his mouth, a stethoscope around his neck and a squalling urchin, pants down, butt up, laid out on the table in front of him. The mother, who had just spied the needle Doc was preparing for her youth, looked even more apprehensive than the distraught youngster. Doc had already cornered B.C. and elicited her assistance. |
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Kendall had launched his sweep at high noon with a squad that included Constable Hawkins, Caleb Hall, Bert Johnson and three others. Doc informed us that the plan called for them to start from the marina and work their way west. Their arsenal included the tranquilizer guns and the trap blanket. While Madden listened to Ferris's disturbing |
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