Counter Terror (A Jake Adams International Espionage Thriller Series Book 13) by Trevor Scott

Author:Trevor Scott [Scott, Trevor]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

21

Jake found himself on top of Elisa, their faces just inches apart. His ears were ringing, an all too familiar experience for him.

Then he heard screaming and Jake rolled to his side, his gun out and pointed toward the sound. His eyes focused and he realized Alexandra was doing the screaming.

“Are you all right?” Alexandra asked.

Getting up from the floor, Jake helped Elisa up. “Where are they?”

“They drove away,” Alexandra said. “I got off a couple of rounds. But I don’t know if I hit anyone.”

Jake glanced at the young AISI officer and said, “What about you?”

“I got the license number,” Vito said. “I called it in.”

“Great. The car will come up stolen,” Jake said. “Anybody hurt in here?” He glanced about the room, but most of the patrons were still cowering under tables or behind the pastry counter. Jake holstered his gun and covered it with his leather jacket.

Elisa moved about the café asking if anyone was hurt. It appeared that they had all gotten lucky.

“We need to get moving,” Jake said to Alexandra. “Get the car.”

Alexandra nodded and left.

Jake observed the young AISI officer, who looked like a deer in the headlights. “Hey, kid. Get your head together.”

“What?” Vito asked.

“We need to go. We can’t stay here to talk with the local Polizia.”

“But I have a responsibility,” the young man said, but he was clearly unsure of himself.

Jake waved Elisa over. “We need to get the hell out of here. And we’ll need your identification to do so.”

He escorted the two Italians outside and the three of them piled into the car Alexandra had just driven to the front entrance. “Get in the front with her,” Jake ordered Vito. “And get your identification ready. The Polizia will have the roads closed above.”

That was the problem with the Amalfi Coast. There was only one major winding road that connected each little hillside town nestled in the hills overlooking the sea.

Alexandra pushed the gas and they lurched up the hill toward the main road. At the top of the hill, she said, “Which way?”

“Right toward Salerno,” Jake said from the back seat.

“Sorrento might be easier,” Elisa said.

Jake pointed to the right. “That’s why we go the other way. That’s the way the shooters will go.”

Cranking the wheel and hitting the gas, Alexandra accelerated through the gears taking the corners with too much speed. But there were no cars coming from the other direction. Jake knew these roads. There was always traffic in both directions on these narrow roads. But nothing approached from the other direction.

“They’ve blocked the road ahead,” Jake said.

“Maybe we should pull back and explain what happened,” Vito said. “It was clearly a Malavita tactic. And what about our car?”

Jake pulled his gun and placed the barrel at the base of the young officer’s head. “Who the fuck did you tell you were coming to Positano?”

Vito, feeling the cold metal, tried to turn his head but felt the force of Jake’s gun and continued looking forward.

“Jake,” Elisa said. “Stop it.

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