Forty-Four Book Thirteen (44 13) by Sinclair Jools

Author:Sinclair, Jools [Sinclair, Jools]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: You Come Too Publishing
Published: 2016-02-05T05:00:00+00:00

Frozen teardrops fell from the heavens in the hollow night as Samael knelt in front of Lucifer and kissed his hand.

CHAPTER 32

I kept a safe distance as Simon crossed the highway back toward the parking lot. He started loading his things into a small white car. I got close enough to see his license plate and then ran to my bike, starting it just as he pulled out.

I didn’t worry about being spotted, not with a motorcycle helmet over my head, so I stayed nice and close. Still, I needed to be patient. I couldn’t expect that he would lead me straight to Nathaniel just like that. But I felt certain that eventually he would.

After a few miles Simon turned into the Marathon Marina, parked, unloaded his supplies, and walked toward the docks. I followed, ducking behind cars now and then when it looked like he might turn around. But after he left the parking lot and headed to the waterfront, I ran out of places to hide. There was no one else around on the dock and if he turned around now, he would surely see me. The only question would be whether or not he would recognize me after all this time.

He passed boat after boat until it seemed that he must surely be lost, but then he stopped in front of the very last vessel at the end of the pier, a giant yacht. He called to someone on board and a moment later a man came out to help him with his supplies. A middle-aged woman was looking down at them from the upper deck.

The name of the yacht was Fish & Chicks. If Nathaniel was on board, it was the perfect cover. If Simon hadn’t led me here, I never would have looked past the name. Not in a million years.

The boat’s engine was running like it had either just arrived or was about to leave. I got as close as I could and then boarded a nearby sailboat that appeared to be deserted and hunkered down out of sight.

“Are we ready to go?” Simon asked, looking up.

“Just about,” the woman said. “Phil called a minute ago. He picked up a lab rat. They’re in the parking lot.”

Phil.

Another one of Nathaniel’s old thugs. The adrenaline raced through me like food through a goose.

A moment later I heard other voices, coming from the opposite direction. I turned and recognized Phil right away. Unlike Simon, he looked exactly as I remembered, tall with thick creepy glasses. But he wasn’t carrying a cage with a rodent inside. He was walking with a younger man who was wearing cargo shorts and two expensive-looking cameras dangling from around his neck.

As the two men passed I hugged the deck, lying as flat as a stingray in hopes they wouldn’t see me.

“There she is.” I tensed when I heard Phil’s voice but then realized he wasn’t talking about me. “Last boat on the end.”

“Whoa, that’s a helleva beautiful boat.”

“That she is, Andy. I’ll give you the full tour when we get on board.

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