The Incident - Episode Five: A Sam Jameson Espionage & Suspense Thriller: A Sam Jameson Espionage & Suspense Thriller (The Incident - A Sam Jameson Serial Thriller Book 5) by Lars Emmerich

Author:Lars Emmerich [Emmerich, Lars]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Polymath Publishing
Published: 2014-05-10T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The sun hurled energy at Kittredge from its late afternoon perch, which combined with the humidity and his nerves to produce uncomfortable pools of sweat on the small of his back.

By his own standards, he had done a poor job preparing for the briefing with the Venezuelan Economic Development Consortium, but it had been good enough for the ambassador. The old politician had seemed distracted, as if he knew the meeting was little more than pretense, and had approved Kittredge’s presentation with uncharacteristically few changes.

Kittredge had taken a short, brisk walk around the embassy to calm his nerves, a decision his uncomfortable perspiration caused him to regret. It made his scabs itch, and he would have to change his shirt.

He made his way back to his office inside the embassy, dressed in a clean shirt from the hanger behind the door, straightened his tie, and took several deep breaths.

Showtime.

He faked a confidence he didn’t feel as he walked to the embassy garage, an underground parking facility full of the armored cars that conveyed the ambassador and a few select minions around one of the world’s most dangerous cities.

Kittredge was surprised to see four large security men with sniper rifles gathered in a tight semicircle near the limousines. And he was dismayed to find Fredericks at the center of the semicircle, issuing terse instructions to the armed heavies.

Kittredge felt a flash of anger. “I thought you said no violence,” he said to Fredericks without preamble.

The gunmen looked at him curiously, and Fredericks laughed icily. “I’m sorry, Pete. I must have forgotten to ask for your inputs.” The sarcasm was thick. “As a highly trained economist, do you have any further thoughts on the operational arrangements I’ve made?”

The gunmen sniggered, and Kittredge flushed. “Actually, yes,” he said. “I didn’t agree to be part of a shootout.”

“Let’s revisit our arrangement,” Fredericks said. “You actually agreed to do whatever the fuck I tell you to do. So give your little talk when the time comes, and otherwise, feel free to shut the fuck up. If I decide to put a round through someone’s head, that’s what’s going to happen, regardless of how your inner child feels about it.”

Stunned and speechless, Kittredge left. He wandered over to join the group of diplomats and functionaries waiting to be seated in their assigned vehicles.

Quinn arrived seconds later, and pulled Kittredge aside. “You’re riding with me, little buddy.”

This is going to end poorly, Kittredge thought.

**********

The motorcade spilled out of the underground parking facility and made its way down the winding road from the US Embassy toward Urdaneta Avenue.

Holy shit, Kittredge thought. Are we going where I think we’re going?

“What is going on?” he asked Quinn.

Quinn chuckled. “Welcome to the big leagues.”

Familiar buildings passed by the windows, and Kittredge’s alarm grew as the parade of diplomatic vehicles cruised through traffic. His pulse began to pound and his stomach filled with butterflies as he realized what their destination must be.

El Palacio de Miraflores.

The workplace of the president of Venezuela.

It loomed large at the end of Urdaneta Avenue.

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