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"I have a guy named Jack Martin," he said on the telephone. "He had a gun. He looks like a policeman or something. There is absolutely no identification on him."

Randy watched as Johnston listened. Then Dave said, "OK" and hung up.

Back in Sante Fe, Dick O'Leary hung up the telephone. He walked back to Erisa's room, knocked, then unlocked the door, saw Erisa at the desk, and walked in. "Erisa, we have Jack Martin."

She had looked up at him, but now she looked away. She was trying to think what to do. Finally she said, "Who's he?"

"Sorry, Erisa, that won't work. You tell me now. If you tell me the password, I will have Jack released." He was lying, but he was having a hard time figuring out how to get Erisa to open up. This lie would have to do for now.

"No. I won't tell you the password, and I don't know who this 'Jack' is."

"OK. We will bring him here. I'll have him here by jet by midnight." Dr. O'Leary left.