Kill Zero: a nerve-jangling suspense thriller that'll leave you in pieces (A Girl Zero Thriller Book 3) by Mike Grist & Michael John Grist

Author:Mike Grist & Michael John Grist [Grist, Mike & Grist, Michael John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shotgun Books
Published: 2024-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

29

CHACHKOVO

They barely spoke in the cab back to the Bel Aster, both lost in their own thoughts. Chagall had loosely suggested returning to Komarovsky for his Lada, but hadn't fought when Zero explained how impossible that was.

The families would be all over it.

All that left was her Scram.

In thirty minutes they stood before it. Exactly where she'd left it a day and a night ago, tucked in a side-alley in the gray rain beside the five-star hotel.

"I don't have a helmet," Chagall said.

"Use that bucket," Zero offered, pointing to a cracked blue bucket by the side of a dumpster. She felt wild and giddy. Perhaps it was the momentum of finally having a lead shake out. They had the bit between their teeth. Her stilettos burned down her thighs, aching to plunge deep.

"You don't even have a bucket," he pointed out.

"I'm reckless. You're mad. Let's show these bastards what we're made of."

Chagall didn't move.

"Trust," Zero said. "You keep asking me to trust you. Do you trust me?"

He regarded her. His eyes looked very dark. "The woman I'm talking with right now? I trust her. But the demon inside her?" His eyes shone deep. "I'd be mad to trust that."

"There's no demon."

He shook his head. "There is. It abandoned me in those tunnels. I haven't lost control like that in years, so my demon came out too, I guess."

"But I came back," she said.

"You did come back, once the demon was fed."

Zero said nothing to that. He had a point. Everyone made their own choices. Everyone had their own demons, and he was clearly wrestling with his. Maybe Zero was wrestling with hers too.

It felt good to be on the edge of giving it free rein.

"You know why I was in Haiti?" she asked.

"No. That's not in the news reports."

"A man from my past was killing children. In the worst way possible. I had a family of my own, then. A man and his two daughters. But I left them behind to go after this killer. Maybe that was the demon. Maybe it was me. On some level we're the same."

Chagall peered at her, like he was seeing hidden depths. Maybe it opened a door in his eyes for Zero to peer back into, to the creature who'd lashed out in a berserk rage in the tunnels.

The demon. It was in there still, winking back at her. It seemed a hungry thing, a ravening thing and most of all an angry thing. It spoke to the anger in her like the touch of a live wire, and that was thrilling.

Maybe this was a man to truly fight alongside.

"You're like that too, aren't you?" she asked. "We deny it. Push the demon down. Sometimes you have to embrace it, though. When it's part of you."

He stared. His gaze grew harder.

"Tahrir," he said. "Sidorov was right. I did embed with the Red Right Hand, and I did betray them, though they never really suspected me. Maybe only he did."

Zero's head tilted. "You were CIA? A double-agent?"

"Not then.

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