Heart of a Killer by Yolanda Wallace

Author:Yolanda Wallace [Wallace, Yolanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635555486
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2019-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

Santana reached under the seat in front of her to retrieve her carry-on bag after her flight landed at Keflavik International Airport in Reykjavik, Iceland. When the flight attendant gave the all-clear to use electronic devices, she was tempted to send Brooklyn a text to let her know her flight had landed safely. Then she remembered she had intentionally left all traces of her Vilma Bautista identity behind.

Stay in character, she mentally chided herself. Brooklyn had never met the person she was currently pretending to be. If she forgot that even for a second, she wouldn’t make it home to her.

She regarded her reflection in the battered plexiglass window. The platinum blond wig, colored contacts, and facial prosthetics she was wearing made her look like a surfer on the hunt for the next big wave. Her wardrobe—a cable knit beanie, a black leather jacket, low-slung jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and worn skateboard shoes—made the image complete.

She waited her turn to make her way down the narrow aisle. The flight from Montreal was supposed to land at six a.m., but the pilot had touched down a few minutes earlier than expected. By the time she made her way off the plane, cleared Customs, and secured ground transportation, the sun, which was just starting to peek over the horizon, should have risen in earnest. She wanted to get settled in the house she had rented before the man she had come to observe began his day.

Though the trip wasn’t as above-board as she had made it seem when she described it to Brooklyn, her mission was the same. She was here to observe. To get a sense of Jusuf Mladić’s daily routine and check out his security detail to see if she could detect any weaknesses. She didn’t need many. One would do as long as the hole was big enough for her to slip through.

The two-bedroom bungalow she had rented was located in Vesturbær, an eight-neighborhood district west of the heart of Iceland’s capital city. The area was mostly residential, though there was an increasing commercial presence in Grandi, which was close to the harbor. Knattspyrnufélag Reykjavíkur, commonly referred to as KR or KR Reykjavik, was also headquartered there. The oldest and most successful team in the Icelandic soccer league, KR had won dozens of titles over the years and was the first team to represent Iceland in the lucrative European Cup. Santana wasn’t much of a soccer fan, but she knew someone who was: Jusuf Mladić.

Mladić’s life in exile wasn’t as isolated as she had expected. According to the intel she had been provided when she accepted the assignment, he never missed one of KR’s home games. He was too smart to sit in the same seat each time, but an eagle-eyed observer was bound to spot him somewhere in the stands.

Did she dare try to take him out in front of thousands of potential witnesses, or would she be better off attempting to breach a compound that, from the looks of it, seemed impenetrable?

“That’s what you flew five hours to find out.

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