Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
She stood back and watched him haul in a large rectangular bed to the guest room after which Hugo went in and lay on. She hid her smile when he looked in her direction. She finished cleaning up and had just finished when Davis came back in the kitchen.
“Anything else I can do?”
“Nope, all secure here. Thank you though. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Night.” He walked up the hall only to pop his head back in. “Thanks, you know for tonight. It was a lot of fun.”
“My pleasure.”
She got ready for bed then crawled in under the covers. With a groan, she curled up on her side and shut her eyes. Sleep came easily and soon she was in a land of dreams. The beeping on her phone woke her.
With a yawn, she reached for the android and looked at the screen. “Shit.” Her proximity alarm had been activated and the gate had been forced open. They were about to have company.
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John stepped out of the tall box in the back he’d been hidden during the drive onto Waysl’s property. For a man so concerned with his safety, he sure had some things that were done like clockwork. Terri had merely stepped in for a delivery driver and John had been in the back among the rest of the packages. Wasn’t hard to do and the guards hardly checked the men—or women in this case—behind the wheel.
“You sure you’ll be okay?” she asked as she pulled the box from its spot on the shelf.
“I’ll be fine, thanks for helping out.”
“My pleasure, besides all I’m doing is handing over a package, getting a signature that proves he was here. Then I’m leaving.” She hefted the box. “You’ve got the hard job.” She grinned at him and her eyes sparkled from beneath the bill of the ball cap. “Good luck.”
“Thanks.”
She hopped out and strode to the door. He waited until she’d engaged the waiting guards, then slipped out the back. With his knowledge of the home layout, he knew exactly how long it would take him to get to the room he needed to be in. And how often guards walked by. Not to mention what they were armed with. He’d made sure to memorize the schedule.
He slipped in unseen and set up his own video recording device. Then he moved to the shadows and waited. After dinner, Wasyl would come to this room—part study, part office—for a nightcap. It was his time, no one else was allowed in there. The only times John had been in the room was during daylight hours for business.
As expected, Wasyl showed up. They’d timed the delivery to be right after dinner, interrupting his trip to his study. The man cracked his neck and poured himself a drink, then he sat at his desk and rubbed his temples. John was tempted to just put a bullet in the back of his head and rid the world of a man that it could most certainly do without. Leena’s words came back to him and instead of shooting him, he merely turned on the laser sight and put it on the glass. Although he did wait until he’d taken two drinks before doing such a thing.
“What the hell?” Wasyl cried out, spinning as he reached for the sidearm in his desk.
“Hello, Wasyl.”
“John,” he spat.
“I told you I would be back for you. And I am a man of my word.”
“I think I will kill you now. No one will believe I didn’t know who you were, this man breaking into my place.” He waved the 9mm at him.
“That your plan? You pull the trigger on me, I pull on you. We both die. If you can shoot me, that is.”
He sneered. “I know what loaded gun feels like. This one is loaded. I’m not one of your stupid criminals.”
“That’s true. You are a mastermind criminal. I will give you that.” He gestured with his free hand. “Or were. As we speak, your files are being decrypted, all the information you have for your business, exposed. You and all your little side projects will be stopped and you, you, will go to a prison. There won’t be any getting out early. I’m sure all the men in prison who have little girls will be most excited to know that you sell children their ages to the highest bidders.”
“You sit there, in my house, in my chair and dare threaten me?”
“Looks that way. Why did you give the order to have me killed?”
“Because you are a cop. All cops need to die. You tried to infiltrate my family.”
“I succeeded in that task. I didn’t just try.”
“How do you think this is going to work? That you’re just going to walk out of here with not only your life but my files? On my secure network?”