Fallen by Baldwin Carey

Author:Baldwin, Carey [Baldwin, Carey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Tuesday, October 8

10:30 P.M.

Los Angeles, California

DESPITE THE CLEAR night sky above, humidity soaks the air. Filling my lungs, I savor the smell of damp leaves and rich earth. I can taste the promise of rain on my tongue. A storm is coming, which is a bit of much needed luck for me.

Weary of standing, I am now sitting cross-legged on the rocky ground, well hidden by a combination of darkness and overgrown brush. I don’t need my mask yet, but I have it in my truck for later. The F-450 I rented—no one’s ever seen me drive a big truck—is parked at a scenic pullout just a few hundred yards from here. Sighing, I raise my tactical night-vision goggles. I’ve no fear the lovers in the backseat of the Honda Element will hear me. They’ll never discern my impatient breaths over their moans and urgent grunting.

My goggles are military grade, and I can see, quite clearly, the contorted expression on the young woman’s face as she grinds her hips. Her tits bounce in and out of focus, and I can sometimes make out the bumpy texture of her areolas. While I am pleased with the performance of my binoculars, I take little pleasure in the show.

This is not the couple that interests me.

I lower my goggles and check my watch. It’s after ten, and the big telescope has closed for the evening. That means my targets will soon return to the trailhead. Even if the Honda leaves now, I’ve missed my chance to cut the brakes on the Prius. I’m not mechanical to begin with, and though I’ve reviewed the procedure numerous times, I need to take my time to get it right. I have to be precise. Drill just enough, so that when the brake is pressed with sudden force, and not before, the line gives way. If I go too far, the driver will be tipped off. And this particular driver would spot the problem in a heartbeat. Then all my planning would be for nothing.

I smile, deciding it was lucky after all that the young couple thwarted me. Their presence at the trailhead saved me a fuck-up. Cutting the brakes was never the main plan anyway. It was just to give me an edge. Well, now I don’t have that advantage, but I still have the element of surprise on my hands . . . and the good fortune of an approaching storm.

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