Fatal Prescription by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gold Eagle Executioner
Published: 2017-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

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Pittsfield Building

Montgomery County, Maryland

The Talon stood by the elevators and used the mirror of his compact to fix the location of the PTZ camera domes. One mounted here at the juncture of the hallways, another on the ceiling at the opposite end. They no doubt offered a convenient record of all comings and goings on each floor. At least there had only been one in the parking garage, by the point of entrance and egress. He’d used the parking lot to gain access to the fourth floor of the building.

America, he thought, so many cameras everywhere. Such an irony in a country that took pride in its devotion to privacy and civil liberties.

It made things a bit more challenging for him, but he enjoyed that part of it. His only concern was the quality of his helpers this time around. The big man, Quarry, seemed to exude a subdued hostility. Obviously, as the head of Stevenson’s security, the man thought himself capable of handling the special situations and no doubt resented that his boss had brought in a specialist.

Foolish man, the Talon thought. I have no designs on his position.

And whatever the rich man was planning, as far as the Talon was concerned, was his client’s personal business. Their paths would never cross again once these assignments had been completed.

Such was his intention, but now he had to deal with the task at hand. Closing the compact, he placed it into his purse and removed the burner phone Stevenson had given him. He dialed the number and waited. Quarry answered after the second ring.

“They are both in the office,” Talon said. His American accent was flawless. He’d decided to keep the Southern twang affection due to this state actually being beneath the famed Mason-Dixon Line. “Are you in position?”

“Affirmative.”

“Be ready to proceed in five minutes. I will meet you in the parking garage, fourth level.”

“What about cameras?” Quarry asked.

“I am going to take care of them now.” The Talon pressed the button for the elevator and the doors slid open. “Wait for my signal.”

Without saying another word, the Talon terminated the call. While he didn’t relish the fact that he had to rely on Quarry’s punctuality, the Talon knew he had little choice. It was just like the Foreign Legion. The squad was only as strong as its weakest link.

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