Conjuring A Coroner Box Set 2 - Books 4 - 6 by S.C. Stokes

Author:S.C. Stokes [Stokes, S.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Kasey stared at the jet-black pistol leveled at her chest. Her mind raced a million miles an hour, but she didn't dare move. At this range, there was no way she would be able to raise a shield in time. She would be shot just like Sanders had been in the Underpass.

Her assailant had the drop on her. If she lowered her hands to make a play for the gun, she was just as likely to catch a bullet.

The thug stared at her intently, his cold steely gaze meeting her own. "Don't even think about it. Just one word and you are dead. I saw the footage from the bunker. If you so much as open your mouth without my say so, I'll kill you. Understood?"

Kasey nodded slowly.

"Inside, now. Both of you."

The thug placed one hand on the housekeeper and forced her inside the room. His hand holding the pistol never deviated from Kasey, not even for a moment.

Kasey backed slowly into the room. The thug followed her inside, closing the door behind him.

"Over there on the couch, both of you. Sit down, slowly. I'm warning you. If you make a move, she’ll certainly die." The thug nodded at the housekeeper. "Then you will follow shortly thereafter. Who knows, maybe you'll die first. Just try it and we'll see.”

The man was Night Crew. Kasey had no doubt about that. His appearance, the accent, everything pointed toward that certainty.

But how did he find us here?

The illusions they had used to shroud their identity should have been more than enough to throw the Night Crew off their trail for good.

Unless it wasn’t us they were following. It must be the money.

With the volume of cash they had witnessed in the stash house, it made sense that the Night Crew would have some way of tracking their ill-gotten gains. Perhaps some sort of device concealed with the notes themselves.

"I want to know where our money is. All of it. You are either ignorant or have a death wish to steal from the Night Crew.” The thug shook his head. “Have you not heard?"

Kasey stared down the thug. "Heard what? That the Night Crew lost millions of dollars, and dozens of men in a single night? No, I hadn't. In fact, I have no idea what you're talking about.”

"Don't play with me,” the thug threatened. “We have means of making you tell us what we wish to know."

Kasey ran her fingers through her hair. "I have no idea what you're talking about, or what you want to know. I don't even know who you are.”

The man reached into his pocket and drew out his cell phone. Setting the cell phone on the coffee table, he slid it in front of Kasey. A map of Manhattan was blown up on the screen. A red dot blinked in exactly the place the hotel occupied.

"I know money is here in this building. The manager was most helpful with my inquiries. There were few couples who checked in the night we were robbed.

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