The Reich Legacy by Stanley Salmons

Author:Stanley Salmons [Salmons, Stanley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-12T22:00:00+00:00

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After lunch the following day the nurse brought in my clothes, my carry-on, and my possessions. I got up carefully, because my head was still throbbing, and dressed. Then I checked everything. Keys, fibrepoints, some tissues, a mixture of coins – cents and euros. I picked up my billfold and found my ID and all my credit tokens inside. There were several large denomination bills, both US and Mexican, because I’d changed some money in Munich. The amount looked about right. Perhaps my suspicions were ill-founded and these people were on the level after all. Cell phone?

Where’s my cell phone?

I pressed the call button and after a minute or so the nurse came in.

I said, “¿Dónde está mi teléfono celular?”

She swallowed and shook her head. Did she not understand me?

I repeated the question slowly and clearly.

My Spanish isn’t that bad, but again she shook her head. Her eyes darted this way and that, then she said something about the surgeon and hurried out.

He strolled in about ten minutes later. “Nurse says you have a problem.”

“Yeah, where’s my cell phone? Everything’s been returned to me except that.”

“Really? Okay, don’t worry about it. We’ll take a look around. Someone’ll bring it to you when it shows up.”

There was more I wanted to know – where was I, what was the name of this place? – but he was out of the door before I could even draw breath. I swore and sat down on the bed. Not having the cell phone was a damn nuisance. I wanted to call Owen Gracey, tell him what was happening.

I waited but no one showed up. There was nowhere I could go and nothing I could do, so I laid back on the bed and tried to think. It was useless; a train of thought would start but I couldn’t hold on to it. After a couple of attempts to stay awake I surrendered and the shutters came down.

I was awoken by a single sharp knock on my door. I blinked and opened my eyes. The light entering through the window had faded somewhat and I registered vaguely that it must be late afternoon. Then, with a start, I realized someone was standing at the open door. I eased myself up. He was a tall guy in a white shirt and jeans and he had a holstered sidearm on his belt. Security man?

He took a couple of steps into the room, picked up my carry-on and jerked his head towards the door. Clearly an alumnus of the same charm school as the one who picked me up at the airport. I eased my feet to the floor and followed him. Presumably I was being taken to another room and perhaps they’d found my cell phone and put it in there for me.

Although my head still ached I was ready to pay plenty of attention to where we were going. He reached the door at the end of the corridor, placed his palm on the pad’s reader, and we went through.

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