The Normandy Club by Bill Walker

Author:Bill Walker
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3

The Science & Mathematics building lay shrouded in total darkness save for the warm, yellow glow spilling out the windows of Chessman’s lab. From her viewpoint, Leslie couldn’t see if anyone was there, but she knew they were in there just the same. She and Kruger had been watching them for three days, ever since picking up Jack’s trail during his shopping spree through old thrift shops and costume-rental houses. She turned and glanced at Kruger. He appeared so calm, so assured, staring up at the window, his eyes narrowed intently. She wished she felt the same way. But every time she caught a glimpse of Jack, her heart began to pound, and she felt light-headed and dizzy.

That, of course, was nothing compared to how she’d been affected by the “trip” to Canada. After Bock’s little dinner party, Leslie and Kruger dropped off Hannah and went straight to Leslie’s condo on Biscayne. There, she changed into civilian clothes while Kruger stood staring out across the bay. They’d barely spoken five words since leaving Bock’s estate. But the real surprise came when she emerged from her bedroom.

“Do you have a weapon?” he asked.

Leslie nodded, patting her abdomen.

“Sehr gut.”

Then everything got screwy. Kruger reached out and grabbed her hand. She started to fight back, thinking the bastard was trying to assault her, that this entire time-travel business was some elaborate ruse to get her alone. Suddenly, she felt as if someone were squeezing her head, and the room tilted oddly. She stared open-mouthed when Kruger began to glow a bright blue. A moment later, the pulsing aura surrounded them both. A second later everything whited out.

In the next instant, they stood in a dirty alley strewn with broken liquor bottles, shredded newspapers, and fast-food wrappers.

“Welcome to Canada,” he said, a smug grin on his face.

“What?” Leslie said, her head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton.

“Come. We begin.” He strode toward the mouth of the alley. Still reeling from the experience of being telekinetically transported, Leslie staggered after him, her legs rubbery.

After three days, they’d picked up Jack’s trail and followed him. From their hotel in the morning, Jack, the Malloy woman, and the second man Kruger IDed as Wiley Carpenter, made their way to the university. After an hour or so, Jack, sometimes accompanied by Wiley, would begin scouring the antique stores specializing in militaria and war surplus. It was such a routine, Leslie got so she could predict where they were going. But now, standing outside the eerie, Gothic building on the darkened campus, she found her patience wearing thin.

“Why don’t we take them now? You know they’re up there.”

Kruger turned and gazed at her with thinly veiled contempt. He’d made it clear very early on that she was with him only on Bock’s orders.

“All in good time, my dear.”

Leslie resisted the urge to put a bullet in his brain. Doing so would leave her no way to get back to Miami, except, of course, by the conventional method. And that was no option at all.

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