The Project by I. C. Cosmos

Author:I. C. Cosmos [Cosmos, I. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ICTX Enterprises LLC
Published: 2020-06-13T22:00:00+00:00

Dallas, Texas

The next day

“We lost her.”

“What?!” Collin bolted up in his bed. It was 4:16 in the morning, and this wasn’t the message he wanted to hear at this time. Or anytime.

“Well, technically we still have her. But it’s only her phone.”

“Are you saying she slipped away from the resort in Bali and left her phone behind?”

“Yes. The resort’s security cameras didn’t record her leaving, but we know that she flew from Denpasar to Paris. Under her own name. The French confirmed she landed at Charles de Gaulle at six thirty this morning. Their time, which makes it almost five hours ago. They are now searching their surveillance videos to confirm it was her.”

“And that’s the last place she was spotted?” Collin asked, although he knew the answer already.

“Correct.”

“Damn!” Five hours! She could be anywhere. Frank would go apeshit. He had been impossible to deal with since Elba, demanding updates on Helen’s whereabouts several times per day. If this wouldn’t put him over the edge, Collin didn’t know what would.

“Yeah. But this isn’t our fault.”

“Sure. Tell it to the judge.” Collin got up, his brain in overdrive. They had four hours at the most before Frank started breathing down their necks. “Tell me everything you have.”

“She had a massage in her suite at eleven in the morning. Bali time. The masseuse left at noon. We have a video confirming it. At two forty-five she ordered two bottles of champagne. Delivered at two fifty-six. Then she ordered a large meal at three ten. Delivered at three thirty-five. A video shows her opening the door and raising a glass of champagne with a huge smile. That’s all we have from the resort. The rest is from her phone. Switching between Kindle and CNN until ten thirty in the evening. And then again from eight thirty in the morning. It’s still going on now, almost ten hours later. It’s late afternoon there now.”

“And a Do Not Disturb sign hangs on her door, I guess,” Collin said, suppressing a chuckle. A classic diversion. Simple and effective. It would give him a good laugh if he weren’t so worried about Helen.

“Yes. A Do Not Disturb sign is on since the food delivery.”

“What time was her flight?”

“Seven-oh-five last night…local.”

“What made you check out the flights?” Collin asked. “People binge read, you know.”

“She didn’t order any food. And the maid knocked on the door twice. Let’s see at—”

“Got it.” In a flash, Collin saw a way out. “Great job. And you are right. This isn’t our fault. I’ll take care of it.”

A good offense is the best defense, Collin decided. He’d wake Frank up and raise hell because Frank hadn’t informed them about Helen’s travel plans. He’d demand more boots on the ground. Frank couldn’t expect Collin’s team to walk on water. Certainly not when they were kept in the dark.

That should take care of the immediate job trouble. But not of Helen.

Undoubtedly, she wanted to buy herself some time to fly to Paris without a tail.

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