Executive: A Thriller by Leslie Wolfe

Author:Leslie Wolfe [Wolfe, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-10-03T23:00:00+00:00

...51

...Friday, July 2, 7:18PM

...NanoLance HQ—Main Parking Lot

...San Diego, California

Well into the evening, Alex was finally heading home. She had taken advantage of the quiet Friday afternoon before the Independence Day long weekend, to finish some work she needed to turn in the following week. That maniac, Sheppard, was expecting her plan for budget cuts by Tuesday morning. She needed the rest that was promised by this long weekend, although she felt edgy and anxious, thinking how far she still was from completing what she had come here to do.

The parking lot was almost deserted at this late hour. A few scattered cars, here and there, probably belonging to the night-shift security guards and to car-pooling employees. Upstairs, not many lights were on. NanoLance had motion-sensor lighting in the offices and hallways, so as soon as there was no activity for ten minutes or so, the lights went off.

She reached her car, got behind the wheel, and started the engine. Before pulling out of the parking space, a police car pulled in front of her, flashing red and blue lights in a blinding display. It was a Chevy Tahoe, wearing the marks of the San Diego Police Department.

"Oh, crap," she muttered, "I didn't even pull out."

Behind her, a second police car was pulling in. She felt her blood come to a freeze. This was not a routine traffic stop. She put her hands on the wheel and waited.

An office stepped out of the Chevy Tahoe in front of her, leaving those blinding lights on. He approached her car, flashlight on, and tapped on her window.

"Step out of the car, ma'am." His tone did not allow for any negotiation.

She reached for her bag, but was interrupted by an impatient bang on her window, this time with the tail end of a flashlight.

"Step out of the vehicle, right now! Leave everything there."

A second cop was approaching, this one from the car that was pulled behind her Toyota.

She stepped out, and somehow found the courage to speak.

"What is this about?" She was embarrassed at how faint and trembling her voice sounded. She became aware that she was shaking, feeling weak in the knees.

"Step over here," the first cop continued, ignoring her question.

The second cop opened her car door and flashed a light inside. Seconds later, he emerged holding a small, transparent plastic bag with white powder inside.

The first cop swiftly grabbed her arm, and she felt the coldness of handcuffs on her wrists.

"Alex Hoffmann, you are under arrest for possession of a controlled substance. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?"

This was not happening. Her mind was in a state of shock. I never had any controlled substance, she thought. That means drugs? I have no drugs.

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