In the light of the screen of his second computer and the love glow of Cammy Newton, Jason scrolls the map down-county to the city of Long Beach, magnifies the harbor area, scans eastward, and there discovers the GPS locater of Larkin’s Mercedes. Although he has full trust in the technology, he thinks there is a mistake, for the map places the car in the Los Angeles River, south of Anaheim Street.
To verify this unlikely location, Jason returns to his primary computer, once more using the NSA’s program that allows real-time and archival study of all traffic and venue cameras installed by local, state, and federal agencies. There’s a river-watch camera associated with the Anaheim Street overpass, from which he is able to get a clear view south toward the harbor.
“Holy moly!” Cammy exclaims. “Will you look at that?”
A black Mercedes, half submerged, has shoaled up against the support structure of the bridge that carries State Highway 7 over the Los Angeles River. It bobs and wallows in the racing water. A fire-department rescue team is on the bridge, two or three vehicles, emergency beacons flashing.