The Knight (Coleridge Academy Elites Book 2) by Lucy Auburn

Author:Lucy Auburn [Auburn, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I have to hike across the street to get to the airport hanger parking lot. Hass and his thugs are around the corner to the back, so I head towards the front, crossing my fingers that no one will be on lookout.

Everything about this is dangerous.

As I find some crates in the airport hanger to hide behind, I find myself wondering why I didn't make Blake do this instead. But the truth is I wouldn't trust him to pull it off the way I will. This is personal. It was my brother who was killed because of whatever Hass is involved in. Not to mention he's too tall to fit into the spot between crates I plan on wedging myself into to get a good view of Hass's criminal activities.

There's a good twenty feet between my current hiding spot and the one I need to get into to film Hass. I can see his tall, angular form get out of his car and pace back and forth, cell phone to his ear. The passenger side door opens a bit, and a woman's leg reaches out, resting for a moment. I'd recognize those custom designer shoes anywhere.

Georgia Johnson herself is here with her shitty not-quite-ex boyfriend.

My mind races. I wonder if she knows what he's here for—if she's involved too, or if he's kept her in the dark. I'd believe a lot of things of Georgia, but not that she supports human trafficking.

Hass turns his back to me as he raises his voice on the phone, so I take this chance, the only one I might get. It feels like my footsteps, quiet as they are, ring out through the empty airport hanger, but Hass doesn't turn as I run in a crouch towards the sliver of a break between two crates near the hanger door. Sliding into my spot, I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing pulse.

If I'm caught right here, right now, no excuse I come up with will fly. They'll know what I'm up to, and if Blake doesn't pull me out in time, I could wind up just as dead as my brother.

It's hard to keep my hands from shaking as I flip the camera on. Hard not to think that Hass, who is maybe fifteen feet away from me at the most, will hear even the quietest of noise from the shutter as I experimentally take a few photos of him.

This close, I can hear his side of the phone conversation, and see Georgia's impatient face as she waits in the car for him.

"No, the pickup was supposed to take ten minutes."

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Well, bring it to me later on then." A pause. Hass paces away.

I wonder why it is that he hasn't gone to the other side of the lot, past the plane, to see the women—from where he is they're not even visible, no doubt standing outside in the cold freezing to death. I'll have to move as he does in order to get close enough to photograph them.

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