The Treasures of Suleiman (The India Sommers Mysteries Book 2) by Kevin Ashman

Author:Kevin Ashman [Ashman, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Silverback Books
Published: 2012-05-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Egyptian Desert

Outskirts of Aswan

India sat in the back of the taxi as it drove away from the Nile. They had left the felucca behind and were travelling north toward Cairo where Abbas had said his contacts would be able to get more information about Brandon. Though she now knew his true identity, India knew that she had to keep up the pretence a bit longer, at least until she could reach civilisation and report Brandon’s incarceration to the police. After that, she would come clean and tell the authorities everything.

She watched the village life slip past outside the window as they made their way toward the next town where the train station was situated. Abbas was quiet and apart from the excited conversation over the map the previous evening, had spent most of his time on a mobile phone speaking in Arabic to the person on the other end. When questioned by India, he had explained he was arranging Brandon’s release.

After about half an hour on the dusty tarmac road, Abbas leaned forward and said something to the driver. The taxi slowed and turned right off the road and onto a dirt track, leading toward some nearby rocky hills. India’s brow creased in concern and she leaned forward to stare out of the windscreen.

‘Where are we going?’ she asked.

‘Sorry, India,’ said Abbas, ‘change of plan.’

‘I don’t understand,’ said India, ‘I thought we had to be at the train station by noon.’

‘All will be revealed,’ said Abbas, ‘just be patient a little longer.’

India sat back, knowing she was in this man’s hands. Ten minutes later, after a command from Abbas the taxi stopped and Abbas stepped out, closely followed by the driver. They retrieved a holdall from the boot and Abbas handed over a thick bundle of dollars. Finally, the driver got back into the driving seat while Abbas opened the rear door for India to get out.

‘Miss Sommers, please get out of the car,’ he said.

‘But I don’t understand,’ she said, ‘why have you brought us here?’

‘Please,’ he repeated, ‘get out of the car and I will explain.’

India stayed where she was and stared at him for several seconds.

‘No,’ she said finally. ‘Driver, take me back to Kom-ombo.’

The driver looked into the mirror and grinned back at her in silence.

‘Miss Sommers,’ said Abbas, ‘please do as I say or this situation will get unfortunate. Now, for the last time, will you please get out of the car?’

‘I won’t,’ said India and leant forward to close the door. Before she could, Abbas reached in and grabbing her by her hair, dragged her screaming from the taxi before throwing her violently to the rocky ground. For a few seconds she was dazed and felt blood trickling from her bottom lip where she had hit her mouth on a rock. Finally she looked up and watched in despair as the taxi skidded back down the track leaving her and Abbas in the middle of nowhere.

‘You, bastard,’ she said, pushing herself up onto her knees, ‘I should have known not to trust you.

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