One for One (John Flynn Thrillers Book 3) by A.J. Stewart

Author:A.J. Stewart [Stewart, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jacaranda Drive
Published: 2018-04-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Flynn didn’t go to the refugee center. That was the secondary mission, and despite what Gorski thought, Flynn still had his mind on the primary goal: Jean Loup. But he had a growing sense that all things were layered in together like a butter croissant. Right now, though, there were two places he wanted to be, because there were two places he expected his quarry to be.

Flynn dropped Gorski near the Café de l’Aviation. He would find a suitable position nearby, where he could see the runways and the tarmac and the hangars. Gorski took off at a slow jog and then Flynn kept going to the estate. He parked in the same place they had stopped before, but this time he turned off his phone and left it in the glove compartment. He cut his way through the forest, keeping along the river line, counting his steps as he moved. He saw the distant outline of the roe deer, moving like ghosts through the gloom.

He took stock in the same position as the previous day. The security looked the same, just different personnel in the various positions. The perimeter guy from yesterday was now posted near the stables. One of the patio guys was on the perimeter. A guy Flynn hadn’t seen before was on the patio. He had probably been on close duty before. The rotations made sense to Flynn. Doing the same activity for a long period resulted in boredom, which led to mistakes. Moving positions gave the men a fresh perspective on things.

Jean Loup was on horseback again. He rode a fine black stallion that shone in the dull afternoon light. He was riding around the arena, his horse prancing as if its footsteps were as light as air. The other rider was again Loup’s daughter. She was jumping obstacles in the center of the arena on an Arabian. Two other horses were being led around the crushed granite path around the arena by two stablehands.

This time Flynn had come better prepared. He lay low in the underbrush and slipped the spotting scope from his bag. Through it he could see the concentration on the woman’s face as her horse jumped the obstacles around the arena. From afar it looked like the horse did all the work. Through the scope he saw the woman straining with the effort as if she were the one leaping over the high barriers.

Then he turned the scope onto the man. He was still prancing around the perimeter, but now Flynn could see he had his eye on the woman the entire time. His face was stern and was issuing commands to the woman that Flynn could not quite hear. Perhaps coaching, although there didn’t appear to be much in the way of encouragement.

Flynn tracked the scope along the tree line and found the security guard wandering the perimeter away from him. There was another guard positioned near a tree mid-lawn, standing at ease with his hands behind his back. Unlike the guy on the perimeter, the tree guy wasn’t carrying an assault rifle.

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