Fallen: A Daniel Briggs Action Thriller (Corps Justice - Daniel Briggs Book 2) by C. G. Cooper

Author:C. G. Cooper [Cooper, C. G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cooper & Associates
Published: 2015-09-08T22:00:00+00:00

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Click.

My eyes snapped open. No alarm clock needed. My body knew the hours just before sunrise well. I snatched up the pile of athletic clothes and the matching running shoes from the pile Walker had left next to my bed in the middle of the night. He was still asleep, snoring lightly as I went to the bathroom and changed.

Two and a half minutes later, I was out the door and headed for the street. It was an easy three mile run to Boston Common, and I took it at an eight minute pace. By the time I arrived at the park, the sun was saying its first hellos, and a light sweat ringed my new t-shirt.

I slowed and jogged over to a wooden bench to stretch my legs. I looked around to make sure the map in my head matched what I was now seeing. There were fewer joggers than expected. Not a problem.

A homeless man shuffled by with his shopping cart full of blankets, and as a gaggle of moms and their jogging strollers pushed by, I stretched and took it all in. It was habit. Just like when you take your first steps into a forest or God-forbid a jungle, you always stop and listen for a while. It enables your senses to get used to the sounds and smells around you. It allows your body to ease into the mugginess or the cold, your instincts slipping from human to animal.

I watched the cars pass by on Beacon Street, the congestion already clogging the city’s arteries. Thousands of Bostonians on their way to work, bored and on auto-pilot, completely oblivious to the sniper lurking in their midst.

When enough time had elapsed, I headed for the crosswalk over Beacon Street that dumped me onto Joy Street. I took it slow, not knowing how far from her enclave Anna’s mother would spread security. There were no heads in the parked cars I passed, no roving patrols.

Barely a block up on my right was Mount Vernon Place, not really a street but a dead end road that you might consider a blunt cul-de-sac without the rounded end. I passed it, noting the pair of men standing on the top of the stairs of the address I was looking for. They were smoking and chatting, and neither man looked my way as I jogged half a block in the distance.

Two blocks later, I decided to take my chances. I turned around and jumped to the other side of the street. Soon I was approaching the same turn onto Mount Vernon Place. I had a half-ass plan in my head and figured I should give it a shot. I’d only get one, but maybe I’d get lucky.

This time the two guys did turn, but kept talking as I jogged by. I ignored them and kept running. At the end of the short road was the official looking state building, and I stopped in supposed confusion. I turned, looked back the way I’d come, then whirled around, looking for a sign or a familiar landmark.

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