The Veil (The Redemption Series Book 1) by Torstein Beck

Author:Torstein Beck [Beck, Torstein]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mercury Books
Published: 2019-06-29T22:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-THREE

PLAYING GOD

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Berlin felt clinical. Gertlinger always thought so. Everything was clean and neat and robotic. The city was like a pressed and starched white shirt.

He smiled a little to himself, thinking how much that suited Angela, the cold bitch that she was, that she’d become. He stood outside a grey apartment block, leaning against the town car. Felix stood next to him, hands clasped in front of his stomach. They’d shared a table at breakfast, but nothing in terms of conversation. After this weekend Gertlinger wouldn’t ever see him again and as such, wasn’t going to bother to learn anything about him. He was paying him thousands for his service, and that was respect enough.

Gertlinger checked his watch. They’d been there for ten minutes now. He’d called Angela twice and both times she’d said that they were on the way down. He pursed his lips impatiently as the doors to the block remained closed and translucent, obscuring any view of the interior. Another few minutes rolled by and still nothing. Could he call again? He could, but should he? Did he really need to rush her, or would it just be fun to annoy her by calling? He went over the options a couple of times and when he was almost to a decision, a pair of shapes loomed behind the frosted glass.

Gertlinger straightened and drew breath, but unfortunately, it wasn’t Max that appeared next to his mother in the doorway.

Angela exited briskly and headed down the steps towards him with a hard look painted on her face. She was still beautiful, but she was a bitter sight to see. Her cheeks were pulled taut — from the first facelift she’d bought with Florian’s credit card. Her eyebrows were higher than he remembered and her forehead was tighter than a new bed sheet. A second facelift, then. And her lips looked plumper, like she’d been socked in the mouth. She’d had more work done it seemed.

Her “enhanced” breasts remained perfectly in place as she descended the steps. Gertlinger remembered paying for those too. She moaned that Max had ruined them and that they needed fixing. He relented. He always did.

She stopped in front of him, her hands hanging at her sides, the wrinkles on the backs of her hands the only giveaway of her true age. ‘Florian,’ she said sharply.

‘Angela,’ he replied, nodding with as much courtesy as he could force himself to produce.

‘I don’t know what to say,’ she said, shaking her head.

Gertlinger peered over her shoulder at the man with whom she’d exited the building. He was tall, with a shock of dark hair and swarthy features. He was Hispanic and looked miserable, as if unhappy Angela was even speaking to Gertlinger. He had to be at least twenty years her junior, no more than mid-thirties. If that.

‘Don’t know what to say about what?’ Gertlinger asked, looking at her again now.

‘About Max.’ She sighed.

‘What — you mean why he’s turned into a forty-year-old Spanish man?’ Gertlinger sniped.

She shook her head.

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