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The men had grown impatient. They had been sitting in the car for hours with nothing to show for their stakeout. Alex Knox had been unable to spot Kornev or any potentially useful information through the electronic eyes of Milky Way.
“I think we need to call it,” Hail declared in a defeated tone. Nolan agreed. “Yeah, he probably used a different exit. I mean, how long should we sit here watching for him? Days?”
Hail asked his friend, “What do you think, Gage?”
“I think we lost him. We know he threw away the key fob, so there is no electronic way to track him. And now he has eluded us physically, so—” Renner let his statement hang in the air and waited for Hail to make the final decision.
“Yeah, call it off.” Hail said. “Gage, call Knox and tell him to fly out of the garage and set down on our car roof. Let’s return to the airport and regroup on the Gulfstream. I’d like to stay in town for at least a day on the off chance we somehow reacquire Kornev’s trail.”
Renner asked, “And how would that happen?
Hail scrunched up his face like he had swallowed something bitter, “I’ll call Pepper to see if the CIA has any assets in town. Who knows? Maybe they could pick up Kornev’s trail possibly using satellite imagery.”
Renner said, “Oh, Pepper is going to love this. Marshall Hail coming to the CIA for his help.”
“Ugh, please don’t remind me,” said Hail, rolling his eyes.