Lies (David Chance Series) by John Michael Hileman

Author:John Michael Hileman [Hileman, John Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The energy drink snaking through his veins made it even harder for David to deal with the semi-automatic rifle pressed against the side of his thigh. Stress crawled across his forehead and cheeks like a thousand tiny spiders and his chest burned with an all-consuming anxiety.

Keep it together, David.

If he did as he was told he would make it through this. They wanted him alive. If that were not the case, the weapon would be aimed at a vital organ.

"Just be cool," said the man next to him.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Be cool," he repeated.

"Are you one of them?" said David, eyes locked forward on the elevator door.

"You make it sound so sinister."

"Demon’s are sinister."

"I prefer the term archangel," the man said with a hint of humor in his deep voice.

"But angels don't inhabit human bodies."

"Don't they?" The man shot him a belittling glance.

The elevator stopped on the ground floor of the Apex Plaza, and the doors slid open with a slow mechanical slide. Three SWAT officers stood, blocking the way. Two had their weapons trained and ready.

"Whoa," said the man standing next to David. "Be calm, fellas. I'm taking David down to the basement to follow one of his messages. We'll be back soon."

The officers lowered their weapons. One gave a smile. "Next time call ahead, okay, Dave."

"I forgot you guys had the elevators set to stop on the ground floor or I would have." David reached out and stabbed the button for the basement. "See you in a couple," he said, as the door sealed shut.

David's body loosened.

"Good job, Chance. You see. When you listen, no one gets hurt." He turned his eyes up casually, looked at the glowing number above the door, and chuckled to himself. "Hardly sinister."

Bing. The doors slid open, and the man guided him down a long hall with a shiny floor that smelled of cleaner. Fluorescent light gave everything an eerie green tint.

"Where are we going? Why are you separating me from my son?"

"Separating," he said with a chuckle. "I'm not separating you. I'm bringing you to him."

Was it true? Was Collins chasing a rabbit trail? Why? "What do you want from us? If you want me dead you could do that right now."

"Could I?"

The inflection in his voice caused David to look back over his shoulder. His expression was a strange mix of humor and irony. David's pace slowed as a realization washed over him. This man didn't only want him alive, he wasn't allowed to kill him. What did that mean? Was all of his posturing a bluff? David slowed even more. "You can't kill me. Can you?"

"Pick up the pace," said the man with a shove.

"No," said David, coming to a complete stop. "Not until you tell me what’s going on."

The man brought the dark socket of his barrel tip up and placed it on David's forehead. "You are testing my patience."

Fear clawed David's gut, but he stood firm. "You can't kill me and you know it. So why don't you tell me where you're bringing me, and why.

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