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Billy opened a drawer and flipped through the records of outstanding rentals。 Sure enough； a man named McDeere had rented a sixteen…footer late Wednesday night。 M。 Y。 McDeere； said the signature； but the driver's license read Mitchell Y。 From Memphis。
Being a patriot and honest taxpayer； Billy called his cousin at Metro Police。 The cousin called the Nashville FBI office； and fifteen minutes later； the U…Haul was a hot item。
Tarrance took the call on the radio while Acklin drove。 Voyles was in the back seat。 A U…Haul？ Why would he need a U…Haul？ He left Memphis without his car； clothes； shoes or toothbrush。 He left the dog unfed。 He took nothing with him； so why the U…Haul？
The Bendini records； of course。 Either he left Nashville with the records in the truck or he was in the truck en route to get them。 But why Nashville？
Mitch was up with the sun。 He took one long； lustful look at his wife with the cute blond hair and forgot about sex。 It could wait。 He let her sleep。 He walked around the stacks of boxes in the small room and went to the bathroom。 He showered quickly and slipped on a gray sweat suit he'd bought at a Wal…Mart in Montgomery。 He eased along the beach for a half mile until he found a convenience store。 He bought a sackful of Cokes； pastries and chips； sunglasses； caps and three newspapers。
Ray was waiting by the U…Haul when he returned。 They spread the papers on Ray's bed。 It was worse than they expected。 Mobile； Pensacola and Montgomery had frontpage stories with posites of Ray and Mitch； along with the mug shot again。 Abby's posite had not been released； according to the Pensacola paper。
As posites go； they were close here and there and badly off in other areas。 But it was hard to be objective。
Hell； Mitch was staring at his own posite and trying to give an unbiased opinion about how close it was。 The stories were full of all sorts of wild statements from one Wayne Tarrance； special agent； FBI。 Tarrance said Mitchell McDeere had been spotted in the Gulf Shores…Pensacola area； that he and Ray both were known to be heavily armed and extremely dangerous； that they had vowed not to be taken alive； that reward money was being gathered； that if anyone saw a man who faintly resembled either of the McDeere brothers； please call the local police。
They ate pastries and decided the posites were not close。 The mug shot was even ical。 They eased next door and woke Abby。 They began unpacking the Bendini Papers and assembling the video camera。
At nine； Mitch called Tammy； collect。 She had the new IDs and passports。 He instructed her to Federal Express them to Sam Fortune； front desk； Sea Gull's Rest Motel； 16694 Highway 98； West Panama City Beach； Florida。 She read to him the front…page story about himself and his small gang。 No posites。
He told her to ship the passports； then leave Nashville。 Drive four hours to Knoxville； check into a big motel and call him at Room 39； Sea Gull's Rest。 He gave her the number。
Two FBI agents knocked on the door of the old ragged trailer at 486 San Luis。 Mr。 Ainsworth came to the door in his underwear。 They flashed their badges。
〃So whatta you want with me？〃 he growled。
An agent handed him the morning paper。 〃Do you know those two men？〃
He studied the paper。 〃I guess they're my wife's boys。 Never met them。〃
〃And your wife's name is？〃
〃Eva Ainsworth。〃
〃Where is she？〃
Mr。 Ainsworth was scanning the paper。 〃At work。 At the Waffle Hut。 Say they're around here； huh？〃
〃Yes； sir。 You haven't seen them？〃
〃Hell no。 But I'll get my gun。〃
〃Has your wife seen them？〃
〃Not to my knowledge。〃
〃Thanks； Mr。 Ainsworth。 We've got orders to set up watch here in the street； but we won't bother you。〃
〃Good。 These boys are crazy。 I've always said that。〃
A mile away； another pair of agents parked discreetly next to a Waffle Hut and set up watch。
By noon； all highways and county roads into the coast around Panama City Beach were blocked。 Along the Strip； cops stopped traffic every four miles。 They walked from one T…shirt shop to the next； handing out posites。 They posted them on the bulletin boards in Shoney's； Pizza Hut； Taco Bell and a dozen more fast…food places。 They told the cashiers and waitresses to keep their eyes open for the McDeeres。 Very dangerous people。
Lazarov and his men camped at the Best Western； two miles west of the Sea Gull's Rest。 He rented a large conference room and set up mand。 Four of his troops were dispatched to raid a T…shirt shop； and they returned with all sorts of tourist clothes and straw hats and caps。 He rented two Ford Escorts and equipped them with police scanners。 They patrolled the Strip and listened to the endless squawking。 They immediately caught the search for the U…Haul and joined in。 DeVasher strategically spread the rented vans along the Strip。 They sat innocently in large parking lots and waited with their radios。
Around two； Lazarov received an emergency call from an employee on the fifth floor of the Bendini Building。 Two things。 First； an employee snooping around the Caymans had found an old locksmith who； after being paid； recalled making eleven keys around midnight of April 1。 Eleven keys； on two rings。 Said the woman； a very attractive American； a brunette with nice legs； had paid cash and was in a hurry。 Said the keys had been easy； except for the Mercedes key。 He wasn't sure about that one。 Second； a banker from Grand Cayman called。 Thursday at 9：33 A。M。； ten million dollars had been wired from the Royal Bank of Montreal to the Southeastern Bank in Nashville。
Between four and four…thirty； the police scanners went wild。 The squawking was nonstop。 A clerk at the Holiday Inn made a probable ID of Abby； as the woman who paid cash for two rooms at 4：17 A。M。； Thursday。 She paid for three nights； but had not been seen since the rooms were cleaned around one on Thursday。 Evidently； neither room had been slept in Thursday night。 She had not checked out； and the rooms were paid for through noon Saturday。 The clerk saw no sign of a male acplice。 The Holiday Inn was swamped with cops and FBI agents and Morolto thugs for an hour。 Tarrance himself interrogated the clerk。
They were there！ Somewhere in Panama City Beach。 Ray and Abby were confirmed。 It was suspected Mitch was with them； but it was unconfirmed。 Until 4：58； Friday afternoon。
The bombshell。 A county deputy pulled into a cheap motel and noticed the gray…and…white hood of a truck。 He walked between two buildings and smiled at the small U…Haul truck hidden neatly between a row of two…story rooms and a large garbage Dumpster。 He wrote down all the numbers on the truck and called it in。
It hit！ In five minutes the motel was surrounded。 The owner charged from the front office and demanded an explanation。 He looked at the posites and shook his head。 Five FBI badges napped in his face； and he became cooperative。
Acpanied by a dozen agents； he took the keys and went door to door。 Forty…eight doors。
Only seven were〃 occupied。 The owner explained as he unlocked doors that it was a slow time of the year at the Beachber Inn。 All of the smaller motels struggle unt