King Solomon's Tomb (Olivia Newton Book 4) by Preston William Child

Author:Preston William Child [Child, Preston William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-13T22:00:00+00:00

7

There must be something he missed.

The Hacker was on his way back to the hall of Solomon's tomb again. This time he was going to turn the place upside down. It didn't matter if Mary stepped down with her baby from the altar mount and was going to shoot the place up.

That tomb was in there, he was sure.

He would make so much mess the hiding men would reveal themselves.

He was stomping back up the small steps to that hall again when he stopped.

The men he was looking for, all four of them, were standing at the end of the hall, watching him.

He wasted no breath. He drew his gun with lightning speed. He shot all four men, center mass. He returned his firearm into his holster and took a deep breath.

Now, to find the tomb.

—

"It is done."

Emilio Batolini sat down slowly. He pushed aside the burgeoning thought that he had just ordered—murdered—the death of four influential people. There would be consequences. But that was only if it came out what he'd done.

He drummed his fingers on the table. He was alone by it. Empty chairs with high backs looked like faceless judges.

"And the tomb?"

"It's still missing," said the Hacker.

"How?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure it's here."

"Find it."

But the Hacker froze at the entrance. The sound of police sirens was filling the church.

Emilio frowned. "Someone called the cops—"

The Hacker looked back. "We have to get out of here. Now!"

He pulled the former cardinal's hand and dragged him out of the chamber. On his way up the corridor, Emilio happened to look in the direction of the chamber where Solomon's tomb was.

"They moved it," he blubbered. "They moved it, those double-crossing idiots."

"Come on, sir. There are four dead bodies the police are going to question you about if they find us here."

"I'm going to kill them! Those thieves!"

"I already killed them."

—

The Hacker and Emilio escaped the premises of the church through a back exit that hadn't been opened for years. The gate was painted black, the hinges coated in yellow rust. The padlock was so old it crumbled and broke in two when the Hacker kicked it.

They came out into a narrow street with a covering of a tarp above it for almost the length of it. Traders sold along the front of the houses, an old man with a long white beard on a bicycle almost ran into them. The Hacker led the way, shouldering people aside to let them through.

At the end of the busy street, they met an intersection. Here the sun came through. More traders were here selling colorful clothes, shoes, and fruits; the place was noisy with haggling buyers and arguing sellers.

Emilio started calling his driver. But apparently, the man's phone was either down or in a place with bad reception.

The Hacker asked how he wanted to proceed.

Emilio looked up and down the street. He couldn't believe how things had quickly dropped southwards and against him.

"Come on, let's find the road," said the Hacker.

The two men came to an open double lane road.

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