JN04-06 - The Jack Noble Books 4-6 by Ryan L T

Author:Ryan, L T [Ryan, L T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller
Publisher: Liquid Mind Media
Published: 2015-11-12T23:00:00+00:00

22

There was no circulation in the hallway when the doors at either end were both closed. The floor and ceiling were void of vents. The smell of mold saturated the air. I looked up and saw water damage along the edge of the ceiling on both sides. The carpet below my feet was thick and would soak dripping water right up, creating a breeding ground.

Chris sniffed and wiped his nose.

“Allergic?” I said.

“Shut up,” he said.

“Why aren’t you in there counting the money?”

He said nothing.

“I mean, seems like an important job. He doesn’t trust you?”

“Maybe your life is more valuable to him.” He paused a beat. “Don’t know why, though. You don’t seem to care about it.”

“How so?”

“First, you get in the middle of my guys when they’re working.”

“Didn’t like the way they looked.”

“Then you do it again.”

“If anything, I’m consistent.”

“Then you come out here.”

“Y’all asked nicely.”

“And you do it with way less money than you were supposed to bring.”

“I’m broke.”

The last part was a lie. But I figured by now, Frank had the majority of my assets frozen so that no one could access them. Not even me. But I always had a backup plan.

“You’re stupid,” the guy said. “He’s going to string you up by your nuts.”

“Sounds painful.”

“Then take target practice at you with that fancy pistol of his.”

“Do I get to spend the night with a couple of those girls out front first?”

“Are you really this arrogant?” Chris said. “I mean, you’re facing certain death and all you can do is think with your dick?”

His was exposed to me. Guard down. The sentries were positioned at either end of the hall. We were in the middle. I could take him out. Break his neck right there. They wouldn’t reach me in time.

But they would reach me.

And then it’d be over. I’d be shot or beaten, and certainly killed at some point. Isadora would remain the old guy’s guest for however much longer. I guess until he decided to kill her too. Or drug her up and make her part of his crew in the front house.

The guy smiled at me like he knew what I was thinking. He even tucked his hands behind his back and turned his face to offer me a better shot. I could see it in his eyes. Do it, he was saying. Take that first shot.

He had as much confidence as I did. But he wasn’t hurt or wounded or in danger of being strung up by his testicles and used for target practice. That bolstered his thoughts of himself.

The door to the room opened. Kostas stood there, silhouetted by the dim light.

“Get in here,” he said, turning toward his desk.

Chris extended his arm. The bald guard with the thick head and mustache held the door for me. By the time I entered, Kostas was behind his desk. But I wasn’t paying attention to him.

Isadora took one look at me then turned her head. I couldn’t tell if she was crying or not.

“Sit,” the old guy said.

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