Outsider: A Ryker Returns Thriller by Rob Sinclair

Author:Rob Sinclair [Sinclair, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books

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The Bergs lived in about the nicest house Konstantin had seen in this crappy little town. A two-storey whitewashed mansion – at least it was a mansion compared to most other homes in the area – that sat on a plot of a couple of acres, on a short, leafy road with only five other houses. Each of the houses were big, and looking at their styles, they’d obviously been built at the same time, by the same developer, though the Bergs’ was the biggest.

Not that Konstantin cared in the slightest about any of that, but the basic layout of the land, the road, the distance between the houses, was of interest because it decided his options of how and where to spy. The wide plots, the abundance of plant life, was also a key reason why it was at all possible for Mrs Berg to have two different people watching her, without her knowing.

When they’d arrived, Nyland parked his car behind a bush on a verge across the street from the house. Konstantin drove on past. He turned his car around further down the street then moved back toward the Bergs’ home, pulling up on the road right outside, just the low hedge at the edge of the property blocking his otherwise unobstructed view of the building beyond.

Intentionally indiscreet.

Then he waited.

Waited.

Mostly not watching the house, but the glimpse he could see of Nyland’s car.

Finally, there he was.

Out of the car. Not happy. He glanced to the house then, hunched over, scuttled across the street to Konstantin, right up to the driver’s side window.

Konstantin did nothing. Just remained in his seat, looking out the windscreen.

A knock on the glass.

Konstantin turned, pushed the button to open the window.

‘Hi,’ he said.

‘What kind of amateur are you?’ Nyland spat, in his native Norwegian. Konstantin could speak the language just fine. How would he ever move around the world like he did if he didn’t blend?

‘Excuse me?’

‘You. You’ve been following me around all day. Following her. You’re ruining my work. You want us both found out?’

An interesting take on the subject. Though Konstantin was a little surprised – impressed? – at the suggestion that Nyland had long ago spotted him. Perhaps he was better at this game than Konstantin originally gave him credit for.

Not that it mattered much, in the end.

‘Perhaps I’m a policeman,’ Konstantin said. ‘Ever think about that?’

A forced laugh from Nyland. ‘I know every policeman around here. And I can tell from your accent you’re not local.’

Konstantin shrugged.

‘Who’s paying you? Sigurd? That slimy arsehole.’

‘You should calm down,’ Konstantin said. ‘She’ll see you–’

‘See me? It’s you who parked right outside the front of the house! You who was right there outside the café earlier!’

‘It’s you who is in the street outside her home, shouting. Get in the car, I’ll explain everything.’

Nyland seemed to think about the proposition for a few seconds. Then without a word, he quickly moved around the car and sank down into the passenger seat.

Silence in the cabin.

‘So?’

Konstantin’s scars ached once more.

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