On His Six by Patricia Eddy

Author:Patricia Eddy [Eddy, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

Three hours later, I start to worry the cafe owner will think I’m trying to take advantage of her warm, quiet shop, so I order two pastries and a soda. I don’t need any more caffeine—my anxiety is already through the roof, but I don’t know where else go to, and Ryker only has two mics and one camera left.

“Something’s happening,” he mutters in my ear. “North of the square. Get eyes over there.”

Cracker Jacks. My fingers tremble as I bring up both traffic cameras and the surveillance cams he planted earlier and try to find the disturbance. When I do, I gasp before clapping my hand over my mouth.

“Wren. Talk to me,” he snaps.

“Two big guys are beating the crap out of a kid. I can’t tell if they’re his men or not. Or one of his kids. They’re dragging him into an alley and…frankincense. I can’t see them anymore.”

“Going to check it out. Be ready to move if I tell you.”

My heart thuds so loudly I think he can probably hear it over comms. But I force myself to move slowly, calmly, as I pull out a handful of rubles for my bill. Tucking the book I’ve been pretending to read all afternoon back in my bag, I scan through all of the camera images. Nothing. I can’t find Ryker or the goons.

When his voice returns to my ear, it carries a hint of panic. “Something’s wrong. Get the fuck out of there. Rendezvous point three. Five minutes.”

With a little squeak, I shove the tablet into my bag, throw the rubles on the table, and try not to run for the front door. My first breath of fresh air helps center me, and I remember to check for anything or anyone out of place before I set off for the bar Ryker showed me this morning.

A handful of people are out and about. A businessman talking on his cell phone, a mother with a small child holding her hand, and an older couple—maybe fifties, heading for the cafe. No one looks like a threat, but would I even know?

Two blocks later, I’m almost in control of my emotions until a young man rushes past me, his shoulder slamming into mine. I stumble and snap, “Hey. Watch where you’re going.”

When the kid stops, turns, and meets my gaze, time stops.

“Semyon?”

The boy from the mug shot curses under his breath as he races down the street and then darts into an alley on the next block.

“Ryker? I just saw Semyon.” I follow, clutching my bag tightly against my stomach as I start to jog. “I’m turning down Ulitsa Tel’mana to follow him.”

“No!” Ryker growls over comms. “Get to the rendezvous point, Wren. Now!”

I should listen. But the look in Semyon’s eyes—it was like he recognized me. And if I leave him now, I might never find him again? At the mouth of the alley, I stop, warning bells going off in my head. Except…Semyon is at the other end, banging on one of the building doors.

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