AllFreeNovel
Share Us
In one of the small towns I passed through, I wiped the helmet clean of prints, then stuffed it and the camouflage in a dumpster. Then I wiped down the rifle and Glock to remove any prints and put them back in the car trunk.
When I reached the airport in Bologna, I purchased a British Airways ticket to London leaving at 6:35 PM.
I ate dinner and boarded the plane at 6PM.
Only as we were taxiing down the runway did I text Fausto.
The car is at the airport in Bologna. Top level of the main parking garage.
He never texted back, so I assumed our business really was concluded.
As the plane climbed into the sky, I wondered if there would be any blowback from botching the job and how bad it might be.
A week later, I found out:
Pretty fucking bad.
PART VIII
166
Lars
Istood there naked in the hotel suite, staring at Rachel in horror.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I said hoarsely.
She shook her head.
I stood there, trying not to drown in the tidal wave of emotions rushing through me –
But I snapped.
“MOTHER FUCKER!” I screamed as I tore the flat-screen TV off the wall and hurled it to the floor.
Rachel flinched and backed away.
I dropped to my knees and slammed my fist into the TV screen over and over, shattering the screen.
“GOD – DAMN IT – TO FUCKING – HELL!” I roared with each punch.
When I saw the blood dripping down my sliced-up knuckles, I finally stopped.
“He set me up,” I whispered as I stared at myself in the shattered black mirror of the TV. “He told me never to tell you because you’d lose your job… and then he framed me. Had me sent to prison. So he could get you all for himself.”
“…no…” Rachel whispered in horror. “No, that’s impossible…”
I looked over at her. “When you asked Alistair to look for me, did he act like he barely remembered me or didn’t know who I was?”
Her face looked like she might burst into tears. “…yes.”
I laughed ruefully. “He fucking recruited me himself and then met me in person to give me my assignments. I have to hand it to him – he’s a devious motherfucker.”
“So… you weren’t working for China when you killed that man in Norway?”
I looked at her in surprise. “He told you that?!”
She nodded.
