Interdiction (A James Winchester Thriller Book 3) (James Winchester Series) by James Samuel

Author:James Samuel [Samuel, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wanderer Publishing
Published: 2021-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

The hours rolled on. Little by little, the lights of the bars started to vanish. More of Jajce disappeared under the blue-black shroud of encroaching night. As Nazifa said, couples passed them by with conspiratorial expressions on the run from their parents, using the thick fortress walls to gain the privacy they craved. Some of them walked in silence, others revelling in the euphoria of cheap beer. James remained motionless, his eyes never leaving Goran's home.

Their target lived in an old Ottoman brick building. Its terracotta roof tiles seemed jumbled and uneven, as if they'd been added in a hurry. The longer James waited, the more deserted the building appeared.

Doubts began to creep into James' mind. It was Kemal who had provided him with this information. There were no guarantees the information was genuine or that it wasn't out of date. He started to question his primary contact all over again. After what had happened in Mostar, he still couldn't discount his betrayal, no matter what Nazifa said.

Nazifa shuddered. "It's cold."

James grunted.

"I don't think he is here. Maybe we should find a room to stay in before it gets too late."

Her words warmed him from the inside. Yet as he looked away from the house, he couldn't decipher the meaning behind her words. Her face seemed warm and inviting, yet there were no modulations in her voice that could indicate something more.

"You're not used to spending this long watching a house, are you?" James remarked.

"No." She folded her hands underneath her armpits.

"It's boring and it isn't pleasant, but it's a necessary part of the job. Sometimes it can take an hour. Sometimes it can take days, or even longer. Pejakovski might not even be in Jajce now, for all we know."

"We could ask his neighbours. Everyone talks in Bosnia."

"No, it's too risky. You never know who you're talking to. A neighbour could say someone was asking about him, and that could scare him away. We might never find him again if he thinks someone is hunting him."

"Then let's get a room." A thin smile crossed her face as she inched closer to him. "I am very cold."

"Look." James snapped his gaze back towards the Pejakovski house. The door had opened and a bright light appeared in the window next to it. "It must be him."

The door closed before he could catch a glimpse of who had entered. A thin mist had descended upon Jajce, reducing everyone below into black, muddy shapes. The light continued to burn in Pejakovski's house.

"Let's go." Nazifa jerked away from him.

James dragged her back by the arm. "Wait. We need to go at this the right way. He'll be armed, we know that."

"He'll be alone, though."

"He will, but I don't want any of us getting shot. Firstly, do these houses have back doors. Do they go anywhere?"

"Most don't. In Jajce, it's very narrow. No room for gardens. It's not like your England."

"Right. We need to get him out into the open. Something clever. We can't take the risk.

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