Jungle Lab Terror by Gustavo Bondoni

Author:Gustavo Bondoni [Bondoni, Gustavo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2020-04-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“There’s a garage,” the revolutionary stuttered. “Full of old cars and machine tools.”

“Where?” Brown asked, pressing the tip of his knife into the man’s neck. He watched a small bead of blood bubble up around the blade and grinned to himself. The tough guy was already breaking down. What would the feel of his own blood running down his throat make him promise?

“Just down that hall, around the corner. There’s a door that opens into the middle of the corridor.”

“Show me.” Brown hauled the man to his feet and pushed him ahead. The guerilla wobbled, but he managed to take a few steps under his own power. “If you try anything stupid, I’ll blow the back of your head off. The nice part is that I doubt anyone will even hear it, all the way down here.”

The door was exactly where Max had said it would be, and Brown cursed himself and the brilliant design. It swung open with little pressure, but if you didn’t know it was there, you would never have been able to find it in the dim light. Only a couple of cracks to either side of the entrance gave it away—apart from that, it looked like any other segment of the wall.

The garage, too, was precisely as described. Cavernous and full of dusty old cars, probably from the eighties, by the looks of them… but Brown had never really cared much for cars. They were a good way of getting from one place to another, but he’d never really understood the kind of men who obsessed over them and had to have the very latest, had to be different from his peers or faster than everyone else.

Cars were fine in their way, but they made no difference in the real world. A good computer, on the other hand… well, you could do a lot of things with a good computer, and some of them would allow you to buy as many cars as anyone could ever want. Apparently 1980s drug lords never understood that simple truth. If they had, many of them might still be alive.

“How do we get into the main area?” Brown said.

“There’s a door behind that row of cars. It leads into a long hallway with bedrooms and a dining room.”

Brown hesitated. He needed to understand where the guerilla stood.

“Why were you in the corridors?” he said.

Max studied his face, but Brown kept it impassive, not willing to give anything away. Finally the guerilla looked away. “I was trying to find things I could use against the Frenchman.”

“Good. You’ve found one.”

He looked back up. “You’d let me keep my hostages?”

“Before we can even begin to discuss that, we’ve got to get control of this place. How many guards does he have?”

“I’ve only seen two.”

Brown nodded. That gelled with what he’d seen; the men who did the odd jobs probably doubled as guards. “And weapons?”

“I don’t know what they had before we arrived, but now they’ve got several AK-47s.” Then, the revolutionary smiled.

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