Gray Resurrection (Tom Gray #2) by McDermott Alan

Author:McDermott, Alan [McDermott, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Thursday 19th April 2012

While Grant’s sleep was disturbed by the constant feeding of the indigenous insects, Abdul Mansour was kept awake by the gnawing sensation that comes from being one step away from total recall.

The fact that he couldn’t put a name to the face had weighed heavily on him, and with it came a sense of foreboding. He wasn’t a superstitious man, but he trusted his instincts, and right now they told him that there was something dangerous about this man.

These thoughts troubled him throughout his morning prayers and continued as he ate his breakfast, and once he’d finished he decided that the best thing to do would be to rid himself of the man, just to be on the safe side. However, having made that decision he found himself reluctant to go through with it.

Looking over at Grant, he knew he was so close to the truth, yet it was always a few inches from his grasp. If he killed the man and then subsequently made the connection it would be too late to do anything about it, yet his head said the man had to go.

After another hour of going round in circles he opted to settle the matter once and for all.

“Brother,” he said to Abu Assaf, “the prisoner, Sam Grant, troubles me deeply. I feel it is not safe to keep him alive.”

“Troubles you? In what way?”

“I don’t know,” Mansour had to admit, “but it would be safer for all of us if he was no longer with us.”

Assaf shrugged and called over one of his men. “Bong, take Grant into the jungle and dispose of him. Do it quietly.”

Bong Manalo nodded and went to find a couple of helpers, and together they approached the group of prisoners. Having already finished their breakfast, the hostages were lounging around in anticipation of the inevitable daily march through the jungle.

Bong stood over Grant and ordered his compatriots to remove the tether attaching him to Halton.

“Get up,” Bong said, “you’re coming with us.”

Grant did so, warily. “Where are we going?” he asked.

“For a walk.”

Grant looked down at Halton, who averted his eyes and dropped his gaze to the ground. The simple gesture told Grant all he needed to know: This was one of those walks Vick had told him about, where four go out but just three come back.

He thought quickly and decided not to make a fuss here, not with a few dozen armed men to deal with. Instead he would go quietly and take his chance with his three escorts. Two of them carried their brand new M16 rifles while Bong was holding his bolo and had a pistol tucked into a hip holster. For his own part, Grant could feel the shiv up against his right calf and knew the time to use it was drawing close.

As they walked towards the edge of the clearing, Vick returned from her visit to the toilet in time to see Grant being led away. When she asked

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