The Omega Strain by Steve P. Vincent

Author:Steve P. Vincent [Vincent, Steve P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steve P. Vincent

Herron parked the Mercedes at the same motel they’d stayed at the night before, just as dusk was settling in. Even after he killed the engine, Herron remained behind the wheel, gripping it so tightly his knuckles went white. Since the ambush at the compound, Herron had only had time to act, not think. Now he had a list of confirmed targets, he needed to work smarter. Only when Kearns cleared her throat next to him was he roused from his thoughts.

He turned to her. “What?”

She has a concerned look on her face. “Are you sure it’s safe to come back here?”

“Safer than trying to book another motel with our details in circulation.”

She still looked worried, but she nodded and they exited the car. Herron collected the backpack and followed Kearns to the same pair of motel rooms, already booked for several days using a fake name. Kearns was right in thinking that returning here after two homicides and a police chase was a risk, but given they’d only be here for a few quick hours of sleep, Herron was willing to chance it. It was the last opportunity they’d have to sleep. Tomorrow, he’d win. Then, he’d die.

Once he was inside his room, Herron put the backpack, car keys and pistol on the coffee table; his coins he left in his pocket. All he wanted to do was climb into bed and sleep, but he still had work to do. He did take a moment to stretch, though. His body was aching from a combination of physical exertion, the damage he’d taken at the hands of Copernicus and a lack of sleep. The few minutes of stretching did little for his aching muscles, but plenty for his mind. He began to formulate a plan.

He climbed up off the ground, stuffed the pistol down the back of his jeans and made sure he still had his room key in his pocket. He didn’t relish what he was about to do, but he had no choice. He left his room, locked up and knocked softly on Kearns’ door. It felt like a repeat of the morning, when he’d bashed on her door prior to them departing to take out Bouchard. He hoped she was still awake, but even if she wasn’t he was going inside.

A few moments after he’d knocked, she eased the door open and peeked out. Only her face and eyes were visible. “What is it? I need to get some sleep.”

“I need to come in for a moment.” Herron took a half-step forward, making it clear that he wasn’t going away. “We need to talk.”

Her eyes flashed with suspicion. For a moment, Herron thought she might refuse his request, and he reached behind his back for the pistol. After a second or two, however, Kearns relented and opened the door. He let his hand fall to his side and stepped inside.

Kearns was still dressed, but she’d let her hair out and the lights were off except for the bedside lamp.

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