Hail Strike by Brett Arquette

Author:Brett Arquette [Arquette, Brett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: techno-thriller, drones, thriller
ISBN: 9781386773016
Publisher: Brett Arquette
Published: 2018-07-26T04:00:00+00:00

Peshawar, Pakistan - Shallah Mansion

By the time Kara pulled up to the mansion’s front gate, Zain had already left for work.

Instead of looking at the guard through the slit in her scarf, Kara pretended to be looking for something in the bag the housekeeper had left in the car. Kara waved at the guard in lieu of a formal salutation, still looking down in the bag next to her, searching intently for something that wasn’t lost.

The guard didn’t appear alarmed by the informality. He simply pressed the button to raise the arm separating the estate from the world outside the property.

With the understanding that while her ultra-white skin was fairly well covered with bronze makeup, her green eyes would be a dead giveaway, Kara kept her head low as she drove up the long driveway.

So far so good, Kara thought to herself. Gaining access to the property was one major objective that had been accomplished without any issues. She hoped it was a good omen of what was yet to come.

It was a cloudless day with nothing but blue skies and sunshine. The marble façade of the mansion gleamed like polished jewels. The perfectly groomed bushes and trees surrounding the property made the mansion appear perfect. It was a place so normal that nothing bad could go on there, and Kara assumed nothing bad did go on here. All the bad stuff happened hundreds, or even thousands of miles, away from this palace, orchestrated by the bad man who lived here.

Kara almost made a full circle around the driveway and stopped the car so its nose was pointed toward the main gate. Leaving everything in the car, Kara walked up to the door, entered the four-digit code provided to her by the housekeeper and let herself into the mansion. No one came to the door to greet her.

The entrance hall of the home was built to impress. The outside marble embellishments were a different shade than the marble that ensconced the interior of the home. A circular stairway led to the top floor. The stairs were yet a different shade of marble. Kara looked down at the creamy-looking marble where she stood. It had black lightning bolts of color throughout, giving the room an alpha male vibe. Kara turned, giving the residence a 360°. The walls were painted off-white and had a smattering of mismatched artwork—some oils, some watercolors, and even a few charcoal sketches from various artists. She didn’t know much about art so the artwork could have been expensive. She really didn’t care. The home itself appeared to be clean and tidy, but of course the banker employed a full-time housecleaner, so she expected as much.

Kara recalled the schedule the housekeeper had related to her. She wished she had taken more time to question the woman. One question she failed to ask was where are the cleaning supplies? Kara had determined her best course of action was to immerse herself in the task of cleaning. This way she could snoop while pretending to clean.

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