Angel of Death (The James Ryker Series) by Rob Sinclair

Author:Rob Sinclair [Sinclair, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boldwood Books
Published: 2024-10-24T00:00:00+00:00

19

Angel finished filling her backpack then zipped the top closed. She pushed back against the wall and pulled the cap over her face then rested her head against the wooden wall of the barn.

‘You’re looking pretty relaxed there,’ H, who was still messing with one of his weapons next to her, said.

‘I’ve always liked the countryside,’ Angel said. ‘Nothing but fields and trees and fluttering butterflies and…’ She could tell by the look on H’s face that he wasn’t buying it. Actually, she hated the countryside. Hated it for many different reasons, but not least because out here the stench of manure wafted in through the airy gaps in the single-glazed windows of the unfinished barn conversion. ‘Why wouldn’t I be relaxed?’

‘You don’t think this is a big deal?’

‘Did I say that?’

‘So you’re just hard as nails. Nothing fazes you.’

‘I didn’t say that either.’

H scoffed. ‘I’ve worked with women like you before.’

Angel took the bait. She sat up straighter, lifted the brim of the cap so she could see him. He looked pretty damned pleased with himself as he caressed the barrel of his AK-47 like it was a cherished possession.

‘Women like me?’

‘Army. Police. Whatever. Women who have just a little bit too much testosterone and it really goes to their heads. Think they can mix it with the big boys just because they have more edge than the rest of the fairer sex. But… when it comes down to it, you’re basically just a teenage boy with a bad attitude.’

‘Bad attitude? And you’re basing that on what?’

H laughed. ‘So you’re not denying the rest of what I said, then?’

‘Every word that came out of your mouth was utter bullshit. So yeah, I’m denying all of it.’

H put the weapon down on his lap.

‘It’s simple physics, love. What do you weigh?’

She didn’t answer.

‘Go on, what do you weigh?’

‘Sixty-three kilograms, pretty much dead on.’

H laughed again. ‘Like I said, teenage boy territory.’

‘Brawn isn’t all that counts in my world, in the jobs I’ve done. And if you think muscle is all it takes… then you’re as dumb as you look, you moronic ape.’

‘Ooh, I touched a nerve. Now you’re resorting to insults about my looks. Very classy, Angel.’

‘Why don’t you just drop it.’

He held his hands up in defense. ‘I’m just playing with you. Banter, that’s all.’

Which was a lie, but she didn’t bite back this time.

‘We’re going to be putting our lives on the line together tomorrow morning,’ H said. ‘I want to make sure I know who you are and that you’ve got my back.’

‘I do what I need to do to get the job done,’ Angel said. ‘That’s all you need to know. Where the hell is Mason, anyway?’

She turned, stood up, stretched out, and looked at the grimy window next to her. He was still out there, by the cars, phone to his ear.

‘Who do you reckon he’s talking to?’ she asked.

‘Probably whoever’s paying us. Or whoever’s really running this thing.’

‘And who is that?’

‘Don’t know.’

‘Honestly?’

‘Honestly,’ he said. ‘I’m just a hired gun.

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