The Shadow Cartel by Green Layton

Author:Green, Layton [Green, Layton]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2015-05-01T07:00:00+00:00

Grey and Fred emerged from the cemetery path just as a yellow Jeep Wrangler revved to life. They waited at the edge of the brush until the jeep disappeared.

“There’s only one road out of the village,” Fred said as they raced to their Renault.

Grey leaned over to hotwire the car again. “Let’s hope she takes that bag to Tata Menga tonight. Sticking around another day is too risky.”

“This is too risky.” Fred reached into his pocket and pulled out a plastic black circle the size of a dime. “I brought a little something from home, if we can get close enough.”

“Tracking device? Good thinking.”

The village was asleep, but Grey cut his lights until he reached the highway. There was no sign of the jeep, and he worried he had waited too long. Then he saw a flash of yellow in the distance.

“She’s on the road to the beach,” Fred said.

Grey eased out of the village and crossed the highway. “Good thing she’s a careful driver,” he said as the Renault slowly gained speed, despite the accelerator pressed to the floor. “We don’t exactly have a getaway car.”

After crossing the highway, the two-lane road cut through the jungle for five minutes before emerging into the outskirts of Puerto Huelva. They eased into the town square of the little fishing community, a few blocks of shuttered restaurants and tourist shops backed by the sticklike tops of sailboats jutting out of the harbor.

Fred pointed. “There she is.”

The jeep turned left on the last street before the waterfront. Grey waited a few seconds and did the same. The gravedigger rolled through a few more streets, into a tony neighborhood of stone-walled houses and landscaped lawns. When she parked, Grey turned left and stopped two blocks away.

He turned towards Fred. “Shall I do the honors?”

Fred handed him the tracking device. “Be my guest.”

Grey took the black dot and stepped out of the car, leaving the engine running. He slipped around the corner, staying to the shadows and hunching as he walked. He spotted the jeep a block away and increased his pace, on constant alert for movement. For all he knew, the woman had gone to an Alianza safe house and Grey’s photo was plastered on the wall.

As he closed on the jeep, he peeled off the back of the tracking device and held it between thumb and forefinger. The house the jeep had parked in front of was the largest on the block, a two-story Mediterranean villa with an iron fence enclosing the property. The windows were shuttered.

Grey brushed right past the jeep, not stopping as he affixed the tracking device to the inside of the left rear wheel well. He glimpsed the canvas bag of bones in the back seat, bulging at unnatural angles.

Just as he finished placing the tracker, the door to the villa opened, and the woman from the cemetery stepped outside, along with an older man in a suit and a trimmed white beard.

Out of the corner of his eye, Grey saw the woman and the man stop talking and watch him.

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