Jon Reznick 03.5 Gone Bad by J. B. Turner

Author:J. B. Turner [Turner, J. B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Special Forces, assassin, FBI, military thriller, American Military, Crime, political thriller, Suspense, Mystery Series
Published: 2015-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

Kathleen Burke stood in the living room of the safe house, blinds drawn, shaking as she popped her methadone pill and washed it down with a gulp of beer. She looked across at the two Feds watching her. “So is this how it’s gonna be, huh?”

One Fed said, “You’ve got your meds, we’ve got some beers in for you – just kick back and relax. You’re fine.”

“I’m fine? Do I look fine to you? Do I?”

The Fed averted his gaze.

“No I fucking don’t. I know what I look like. A fucking mess. A walking, talking piece of trash. That’s what they call me. I know what they say behind my back.”

“Kathleen, I think you need to remember what the doctor said. You need to rest. And you need to calm down.”

“Rest? You think rest is what I need? You Feds, you’re something else. You don’t know about me. Don’t fucking pretend you do.”

The Fed said nothing as his colleague shifted in a seat in the corner.

Burke finished the rest of the beer. She got another cold one from the fridge and took a long gulp. “This is the only thing that will calm me down.”

“The doctor recommended you don’t mix too much booze with the medication.”

“What do doctors know?”

The Fed sighed.

“I want to see my mother and my kids. When can I see them?”

“We’ve got protocols. This is not the right moment.”

“At least let me speak to them.”

“That’s not gonna happen. Look, you’re safe here, right?”

“What the fuck does that mean? My ex-boyfriend is a psychopath. He called my mother. This ain’t gonna end good.”

“You’re safe.”

“You reckon? Let me tell you, Hunter Cain can reach anyone, anywhere, at any time. I know only too well what he’s like.”

Burke sat down and opened a beer, taking a long gulp. It felt good. “Goddamn.”

The Fed said, “Look, Kathleen, you need to focus. And cool it.”

Burke felt the tears begin to well up in her eyes and her throat tighten. “What a fucking mess I am.”

The Fed said nothing, gaze averted.

“Look at me.”

The Fed looked across the room at her. “What?”

“I want to speak to Meyerstein.”

“Not possible.”

“Listen, I want to talk to her.”

The Fed sighed and shook his head. “Why?”

“I want to tell her how I feel.”

“Look, I’ve told you …”

“Are you gonna let me speak to her or not?”

The Fed sighed and headed into the kitchen. She heard his voice on the phone, explaining the situation. Then he came back into the living room and handed her the phone. “Assistant Director Meyerstein. You’ve got a minute.”

Burke took the phone. “Meyerstein, I don’t like being holed up like this. I want somewhere different.”

Meyerstein said, “Kathleen, now just relax. You’ve got everything you need there. Medication and whatever else, right?”

“I feel sick. I want to see my kids. My mother. I want to call them.”

“Not possible.”

“What do you mean, not possible?”

“There can be no contact till this is over.”

“And when will that be?”

Meyerstein said nothing.

“See … you don’t know yourself when this whole thing will end.

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