The Sean Wyatt Series: Books 1-3 Box Set by Ernest Dempsey

Author:Ernest Dempsey [Dempsey, Ernest]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780988707214
Publisher: Enclave Publishing
Published: 2015-02-24T07:00:00+00:00

47

Washington, D.C

The streets of Washington always seemed busy. Traffic lights were too short and it seemed one could get stuck at a crowded intersection for hours. Congested city streets, however, were not at the forefront of Sam’s thoughts at the moment. After he’d left Starks’ office at Axis headquarters, he had intended to head back to his own building a few blocks away and get back to his normal routine, if there were such a thing. Instead, his thoughts were focused on the dark-haired man in the cliché-black trench coat following him about thirty feet behind. The tail was a younger guy, probably early twenties. Sam didn’t recognize him, which immediately placed him in the ranks of some foreign contractor or agency, probably eastern European. That and the fact that his gray business slacks were slim and slightly shorter at the ankle than they should have been were two major giveaways.

Given his career choice, Sam was accustomed to being observed but it was always a little disconcerting to have a tail. He could wonder who the stranger was or who had sent him but at this point, he really didn’t feel like playing any games or worrying with all of that. So he took a different approach and turned, walking straight towards the man.

Townsend’s sudden move and change of direction threw off the pursuer. It was probably what the kid had least suspected would happen. The moment of confusion was all Sam needed. He stepped quickly towards the target, deftly dodging the people busily walking the other direction. At the same time, he withdrew a small knife he kept in his jacket pocket and unsheathed the weapon. The tail never saw the blade in Townsend’s hand as he reached within his own jacket to pull out what Sam assumed to be a gun. Whatever it was never made the light of day as he deftly dropped down to one knee and ran the sharp edge of the knife across the back of the younger man’s heel. The Achilles tendon snapped up into the back of the man’s leg, causing him to scream out loudly. Sam was already heading back in the direction from which he’d come. None of the confused passersby knew what was wrong with the man on the sidewalk, clutching his leg.

Jennings didn’t even turn to see the tail collapse to the ground in excruciating pain. He assumed he’d severed the tendon, rendering the man completely incapable of pursuit. Someone had made a play at him. Perfect. One more thing he would have to think about. His other appointments were going to have to wait.

He neared his government-issue sedan and glanced at it suspiciously. Jennings turned his head and noticed a homeless man sitting in an adjacent alley close by, trying to stay out of the cold, late morning breeze. “Hey,” Sam got his attention. “Can you do me a favor?”

The scraggly fellow looked around for a moment then replied, “If you got a dollar.”

Townsend smiled wickedly. “I’ve got ten for you.

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