Desmoterion by H J Perry

Author:H J Perry [Perry, H J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: H J Perry
Published: 2023-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Pushing away his blindfold, Trent smiled as if he hadn’t scraped past death by a fraction of a second.

Standing still in shock with his smoking gun in his hand, Girish didn’t know what the hell happened, and his brain expected to see a blood-soaked dead man slumped in a chair.

Trent’s reaction had been too fast and unexpected. He’d freed his hands from the rope ties and pushed Girish’s hand up far enough to miss, and just in time.

With a wink, Trent put his finger over Girish’s lips to stop the man from making a sound.

Girish frowned while listening to whatever might be coming through his ears piece. And then mouthed, “What do I say?”

The lips moved like dry kisses against Trent’s finger, so he removed it and mouthed back, “Say yes to killing me.”

When Girish stared at him, Trent rolled his eyes, picked his glasses up from the floor and pocketed them because he didn’t need to wear them. Then he whispered, “Just do it.”

After taking a deep breath, Girish said, “The mission is complete. Trent is dead.”

Trent waited for Girish to finish before pulling him to the side to get the bag, which he shoved into Girish’s hands. With a jerk of his head and a wave of his arm, he signaled for Girish to follow him further into the warehouse.

Quietly, they raced away from the light to the other side of the building where, in the darkness, Trent felt around to find another door to the outside. When it opened, he shoved Girish forward and closed the door as quietly as possible.

There was no time to stop or dither. Together, they bolted, and without stopping, Trent pulled his directional device from his pocket to pinpoint their location. They were moving along the south side of the building: perfect.

Trent ignored Girish, grabbing his arm and shaking his head, but Girish was persistent and pointed at his ear.

This was worth stopping for. Of course, Girish couldn’t be blamed. He didn’t know the plan. Trent snatched the comms piece from Girish’s ear, tossed it on the ground, and smashed it with his shoe.

Girish still said nothing, just stared wide-eyed.

Trent pointed to a gathering of bushes and whispered, “Come on, we need to get out of here before they figure out I’m still alive.”

“But where are we going? They’ll find us.”

Trent snorted. “No, they won’t.”

* * *

The leader frowned at the dead signal coming from Girish’s comm. “Kannan, answer me.”

Kipper tapped Ward’s shoulder. “What’s going on with Kannan’s earpiece? It was working fine.”

“I don’t know, sir.” Ward shook his head. “The signal just stopped transmitting.”

Stevenson patched into the driver’s radio. “Go inside to find out what’s wrong. Girish isn’t answering, and I want to know why.”

Kipper hid the smile that was trying to form on his face. He knew for sure by the fact that Girish’s earpiece was dead. Trent would have smashed it as soon as Girish confirmed Trent was dead. Trent had gotten away, and now it was a matter of him evading their eyes for long enough.

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