Return of the Assassin (Assassin Series 3) by Blake Russell

Author:Blake, Russell [Blake, Russell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781480238312
Amazon: 1480238317
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2012-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

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El Rey stepped out of the house and carried his bag to the Tsuru. Rudolfo had thoughtfully stocked the ancient refrigerator with food and beverages, anticipating that his client might not want to explore the town’s dining options. He unlocked the car and tossed the bag into the passenger seat, then moved back to the house’s front door and locked it, glancing around to confirm that he was alone. The location was perfect – isolated enough for his purposes, but close enough to the border to make it practical to get to.

The trip to the airport was uneventful, and thankfully the storm front that had brought intermittent rain the prior night and most of the morning had blown farther up the coast, so the late afternoon sky was clear. When he arrived at the airport parking lot, he left the car in the same spot as he had found it, then walked to the private plane area where Alvarez was completing his pre-flight checklist.

The pilot looked up when he sensed El Rey approaching across the tarmac and took a long pull on a liter bottle of water. Both men were sweating through their shirts and anxious to get off the boiling runway and into the relative comfort of the air.

“Right on time,” Alvarez commented by way of greeting.

El Rey handed him his duffel.

“Any questions from the cops or customs?” El Rey asked.

“Nope. Rudolfo took care of things.”

“How long till we can get out of here?”

“I’ll start the engine. We should be number one for takeoff. As you may have guessed, this isn’t a hot tourist spot.”

They climbed into the plane after Alvarez secured his bag, and the heat intensified fourfold in the tiny cockpit.

“Too bad they didn’t make these with air conditioning, eh?” Alvarez commented and then fiddled with a few levers. The engine sputtered, then roared to life, and within a few minutes they were rolling down the runway in preparation for takeoff.

El Rey glanced at his watch.

“Flight time?”

“Forty-five minutes, with a tailwind from the coast and God’s help. We’ll have to fly a little north to skirt the tallest of the mountains, so it could get bumpy as we cross the range,” Alvarez warned. The assassin nodded and then put in his earplugs and closed his eyes.

After they landed, Alvarez handed El Rey a car key.

“Black Mitsubishi Eclipse in the lot. Fifth car from the end on the second row.”

“Thanks. Give my regards to Rudolfo.”

“Sure.”

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