Climate Killers by Lyle Nicholson

Author:Lyle Nicholson [Nicholson, Lyle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: detective series, Female detective, Science Fiction, international thriller, FBI mystery
ISBN: 9781386267720
Publisher: Red Cullin Publishing
Published: 2018-06-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Bernadette watched the men walk by. They hadn’t seen her. She scanned the terminal. Sebastian was still in the corner at the desk on the phone locked in conversations to get another plane. McAllen hadn’t returned yet. Would the men open fire the minute they saw Winston, or would they try to take her into custody? Were they FBI or RCMP undercover? Her mind raced. She slowed her breathing to think.

The first man walked to the charter desk. The person behind the desk had walked into the back office. The other man was approaching the executive lounge. Winston had just headed there to get a coffee.

Bernadette jumped out of her chair and headed towards the lounge. She didn’t run. Running would make too much noise with her boots. She made it to the lounge at the same time the man in the leather jacket did.

He stood there surveying the room. Winston turned and walked towards him with her coffee. He opened his jacket. He didn’t say a word as he drew his weapon. Bernadette hit him from behind with a blow to his ear that knocked him unconscious. He crumpled to the ground, his weapon falling on the rug.

Winston dropped her coffee. “What the fu—”

“Quiet,” Bernadette hissed. “There’s another one outside.”

Winston ran forward, picked up the gun and stood beside Bernadette. “Where is he?”

“In front of the charter desk. You see him?”

“Yes, I see him. What now?”

“We go and take him out.” Bernadette said.

“It’s over a hundred metres to that desk. The moment we start walking towards him he’ll see us and open fire. This guy pulled his weapon the moment he saw me—he didn’t ask me to surrender. You want a shoot-out in this building?” Winston asked.

“Okay, we get him to come to us.” Bernadette said.

“Good plan. How’re we going to do that?”

Bernadette stepped out of the door and yelled to the man at the desk, “Hey, shithead, over here.”

The man turned in Bernadette’s direction, pulled his gun and ran towards the lounge.

“Nice work. Now what?” Winston asked.

Bernadette ducked back in the lounge and picked up a chair. “He’s going to put his head down to look at his partner when he enters. Then, I hit him with the chair, you cover him with the gun.”

Winston nodded her head and checked the weapon. It was loaded with a silencer. She hoped she didn’t have to fire it.

The man pulled the door open and saw his partner on the floor. He swept his weapon to the right. Bernadette was there with the chair. He fired.

The silenced weapon made a sound of air with the click of the chamber. The bullet ricocheted off a chair leg as Bernadette launched it at him. It hit him in the chest. He dropped his gun and reached down for it.

Winston tackled him, dropping her weight on his body and pushing his head into the floor. Bernadette landed an elbow on his head. The cracking sound of his head told her he was lights out.

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