0062415433 by Ted Bell

Author:Ted Bell [Bell, Ted]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Spies & Politics, Espionage, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary Fiction, Thrillers
Amazon: B00KFFWL52
Publisher: Witness Impulse
Published: 2015-07-28T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

“He’s clean, Chief Inspector.”

Congreve slid two pairs of plasticuffs toward her and said, “Cuff them both, please, Detective Kissl.”

“I found this under the mother’s shawl, sir,” she said, coming around the counter to hand Ambrose a very lightweight assault rifle, fitted with a silencer.

“Another interesting gun,” Ambrose said, smiling at Ding while checking the rifle’s magazine. “Take a look. Russian-made SR-3 Vikhr fitted with a SIG Sauer silencer. Extended stock, very light trigger pull. Your mother, too, has excellent taste.”

The woman spat twice on the floor.

“How charming your dear mother is. Take good care of this, Detective Sergeant Kissl. It’s loaded with twenty high-calibre rounds and set on semiautomatic fire. No safety. Just point and shoot. If you need to, of course.”

“Thank you, sir. I’ve got the mother, you take him.”

Sigrid had the assault weapon trained on the old woman now, so Congreve reached across the glass and grabbed the suspect by his skinny neck, yanking him forward so that he was stretched forward across the countertop until his feet left the ground. Ambrose pressed the muzzle of his pistol into the soft tissue between the man’s eyes. “What do you know about the death of Leo Hermann?”

“Nothing.”

“Try again.”

“I knew him, sure, but I didn’t actually kill him.”

“Well, Ding, I might not actually kill you.”

“No dice,” Ding said.

“What’s going on back there at the rear of the store? The detective sergeant and I want to have a quick look-see.”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing? You seem like a smart enough fellow. Did you not know that high-ranking British diplomats and Metropolitan Police officers are exempt from prosecution for homicide?”

“Bullshit.”

“Listen to me, you little prick. No matter what happens from here out, you and your mother are going to prison for a long, long time. I know exactly who you are and what you have done. Detective Sergeant Kissl can positively identify you. So, here’s what I’m offering. Either you take me back there, get me inside your operations room, and give me the information I’m here for . . . or I have the Stadtspolizei arrest your mother and remove her to a location where I will make dead certain you’ll never see her alive again. How does that sound”

“Bullshit.”

“So, make a decision, Mr. Wong. Either say you’ll cooperate fully with my investigation from here on in and I’ll see what I can do for your lovely mum. Or say good-bye to your mother right this second and tell her you’ll see her in the hereafter. Pick one. That’s my final offer.”

Ding’s shoulders slumped and he looked over at the old woman.

“Sorry, Mother.”

“You weak! You loser!”

“I will show you.”

“We’ll be right back, dear,” Ambrose said, winking at the mother as he passed her by.

It was a sweatshop like you might find in the financial backwaters down near the docks of old Shanghai. Semi-dark and dreary. Twenty or thirty frantic Chinese moneyboys on their iPhones, moving massive sums of currency and gold certificates around the world and back, packed inside a fifty-by-sixty-foot freezing cold room

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