Grab by Blake Crouch

Author:Blake Crouch [Crouch, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

14

There were now four people waiting inside of Letty's room at the Wynn.

Isaiah.

Mark.

And two men she'd never seen before.

Isaiah sprang off the bed, said, "There she is."

As the door closed behind Letty, she noted that the temperature in the room had changed. There was now a palpable pregame energy. The air juiced with nerves, fear, anticipation.

Ize walked over and took her by the arm, said, "Meet Jerrod." She smiled at the tall, rugged man leaning against the dresser. He sported a patchy beard and long, walnut-colored hair bundled up into a ponytail.

Isaiah motioned to the other man. "And this is Stu. Three of us helped spread freedom to the Middle East."

"I'm Letty, nice to meet you."

Stu didn't rise from the bed.

Just gave her a slight nod.

His hair was curly and black, and he didn't boast the intimidating build of either Isaiah or Jerrod. But his eyes were as hard as any she'd ever met.

Letty looked at Isaiah. "You intercepted the call?"

He smiled.

"It came in two texts. First the time. Then the room number."

"And it corresponds to a room in this hotel?"

"Tenth floor. East side of the building. In terms of location, it's pretty close to perfect."

"How so?"

"If they took the money any higher, we couldn't rappel out from the room below. We'd have to get a second room closer to ground level. That would mean riding elevators. Exposing ourselves to cameras. It would represent a substantial escalation of risk."

"Rappel?"

"What'd you think, Letty? We were going to tote this shit out in duffel bags through the lobby?"

"What's the time frame?"

"They're moving the money at oh-two hundred. To your civilian ass, that's—" He glanced at his watch. "—a little more than eleven hours from now." Isaiah looked at Mark. "Our rental van is ready for pick up. Go get it and scope the parking deck one last time."

Letty said, "What about Richter?"

Mark grinned. "One of the cooler things I managed was to program an incoming call control feature into Richter's phone."

"English."

"Using the clone, we can call him from any number."

"So tonight," Isaiah said, "just before we suit up, we'll send Richter a text from his Secret Santa, hit him with a fake room number and a fake ETA on Sunday night."

Letty said, "So by the time he realizes the grift..."

"We'll all be long gone."

She had to smile. "So what happens now?"

"While Stu and Jerrod bring over the toys, I got a little job for you."

"Okay."

"Your outfit's in the bathroom."

# # #

Letty walked down the hallway on the ninth floor.

At the door, she straightened her hunter green blazer and smoothed her skirt.

Knocked.

A groggy-eyed man answered.

Sleep lines down the right side of his face

She said, "Mr. Sax?"

"Yes?"

"I'm Amanda, RDM here at the Wynn."

"RDM?"

"Rooms Division Manager. We've had a maintenance issue crop up. It's impacting the air quality for a segment of rooms on floors eight through eleven. Unfortunately yours is one of them. We're going to need to move you to another room."

"But we're already unpacked and—"

"I understand." She smiled. "Of course, we'll be

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