Poe by Battles Brett

Author:Battles, Brett [Battles, Brett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steel Magnolia Press
Published: 2014-11-24T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

The assassin spent much of the night thinking about what she had seen before the horn went off.

She had tailed the North American woman during the dinner hour, saw her enter Building Two, and followed her up to the second level. She had waited in the shadows of the doorway between the blocks, and watched the woman approach El-Hashim’s cell then pause just outside of it to listen.

That was when the assassin knew the North American woman was not one of El-Hashim’s associates.

Not wanting to risk being caught, the assassin had headed back downstairs and outside. There she had witnessed the woman exit Building Two in a hurry, followed soon by one of El-Hashim’s bodyguards, and the confrontation that occurred.

So who was this woman? And what was she up to?

More importantly, how might she affect the mission?

The assassin would find the answers.

She always did.

* * *

VANKO LEONCHUK HAD worked as a guard at Slavne Prison for three years. Before getting the job, he wouldn’t have believed the things women were capable of doing to themselves and each other. They were almost as bad as men. He’d seen drug overdoses, suicides, more fights than he could count, and five straight-out murders.

His sensitivities to such things had dulled quickly, so when he saw that the new prisoner’s arm was bleeding from the wound she’d received earlier that day, his only thought was to wonder if this was going to make him late for the barracks’ card game.

She said something to him in her native tongue. German? English? He wasn’t sure which, but he knew what she wanted, and what he had to do.

Annoyed, he escorted her into the administration building and up to the infirmary. When he opened the door, she rushed inside. He followed, hoping this wouldn’t take very long, but then he spotted the nurse on duty, and his whole mood changed.

Irina was an excellent example of genetics gone right. Round hips; nice, succulent ass; flat stomach; and breasts that just begged to be kissed. Her face wasn’t bad, either, but Vanko wasn’t much of a face man.

He could imagine what she’d be like in bed.

Unfortunately, imagine was all he’d been able to do. Since she’d come to work at the prison, he’d asked her out at least four times. And each time, he had been met with a quick but polite rejection. She never told him why, but he assumed there was a boyfriend in the picture somewhere.

So Vanko had finally stopped asking her. The lusting, though, didn’t go away. Maybe if she hadn’t been so polite in her refusal, he could have gotten angry about it and moved on. Women really knew how to toy with a man, and there was something about this one that refused to let him go.

Now, here she was, looking as ripe and tasty as ever, smiling up at him as he approached her desk. “Vanko, how are you?”

“Good, thank you. And you?”

“Good, also.” Another smile, then she looked around him at the prisoner who wandered over near the windows.

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