The Pride (The Hunt Thrillers Book 2) by Tim Heath

Author:Tim Heath [Heath, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Conundrum Publishing
Published: 2022-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

It was the following morning, as Sasha drove the few hours it would take him to get to the Finnish border. Arnold had been detained overnight, his €20 million lottery ticket still on him — no one was going to bother claiming it now.

Having taken custody of the man, they travelled back to St Petersburg in silence, the Englishman secured in the back seat, the Russian driving, occasionally glancing in the rearview mirror, but there was nothing but defeat in the prisoner’s eyes. He wasn’t a fighter. He had found himself caught up in something he’d not been able to control — something much more significant than him — making him do something he regretted, and all for what? For some money that he would never get to claim? It sounded all so pitiful now as he looked back on it.

Sasha was bringing Arnold to his office, though he was making one stop first — which was highly unconventional — but he wanted the two British agents to be in on his first interview. That couldn’t be done if it was held at FSB HQ.

Walther Bruhn was now also on his way to the safe-house. Sasha hoped that between the two prisoners and the three agents, they would be able to get information that would lead them to those higher up the ladder. He’d cancelled the alert on Hilary — no need for her passport details to flag up at the border — as there was no crime that they were aware of that she’d committed.

Sasha pulled up at the building — an FSB safe-house where the two Brits were already waiting for him — and escorted Arnold from the car. He led him into the white-walled main interview room located just inside the front door. Alex and Anissa were already sitting there as Sasha entered with Arnold, and neither stood. Arnold felt outnumbered — intimidated even — wondering if he would even be able to communicate with the Russians.

Hearing Anissa telling him to take a seat — speaking to him in clear native English — therefore came like a hammer blow. If anything, it was yet more terrifying to have the British involved than had it only been the Russians.

“Am I under arrest?”

“You are, and that will be finalised once you are moved to the FSB building.”

“Where am I now then? Who are you?”

“All in good time, Arnold,” Alex said, his English also clearly native. “We’ve been looking for you for some time.”

Sasha dropped the photographs of him at the metro, the images blurry but as good as they had. Arnold acted as if he didn’t know what they were talking about.

“This is you.”

“Is it?” He strained his eyes as if trying to see the likeness.

Sasha pulled out his tablet, playing the video he’d downloaded from YouTube, which showed him shouldering Stafford to his death. The video had since been taken down from the website.

Arnold sat back in his chair, nothing more to say.

“We want the people who put you up to this,” Anissa said.

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