Lost in America by A. S. French

Lost in America by A. S. French

Author:A. S. French [French, A. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Neonoir Books


13 Don’t Cry Wolf

Astrid dropped the branch into the mud. ‘You know how to throw a party in this town.’

Campbell lowered her weapon and ran forward through the dirt and leaves. She clung to the gun as she threw her arms around Astrid, squeezing the breath from the soaking wet woman. They stood like that for a minute before she let go, and the colour returned to Astrid’s cheeks. A red and blue siren wailed its way to the house as she flexed her hand, watching the blood drip into the mud at her feet.

Campbell holstered her weapon. ‘What happened?’

Astrid stared at the damp cuts on her fingers and wiped rainwater from her lips. ‘Perhaps someone doesn’t want me staying with you.’ Her joints felt like they had broken glass in them. ‘Is your husband a jealous man?’

Somebody attacked me at Moore’s apartment, and then this. What next?

Campbell frowned at her. ‘Did you see who it was?’

Astrid shook her head as she peered at the figure getting out of the police car and entering the house.

‘No, it all happened in a rush. They threw a gas canister through the kitchen window and then forced their way into the building.’ The smell of the gas continued to linger in her nose. ‘They wore masks and body armour. There were at least two of them, but I think there were more.’

Campbell grimaced at those words. ‘That sounds like the military.’

‘Or perhaps the Secret Service.’

Eleanor laughed out loud. ‘You’re serious about this being Robbie’s doing?’

‘No, I’m not. I’m messing about to distract me from the pain, but let’s see what’s happening in your place.’

Astrid moved past her towards the back of the building. There was no body in the swimming pool, but the water was ruby red. As she entered the house, Moore was standing in the centre of the room, surveying the damage. His face resembled a fresh cadaver, with his cheeks sucked in and his eyelids drooping.

‘Someone doesn’t like you, Agent Snow.’

The way he used her name, calling her that, made her wonder if her former life was responsible for the attack.

Is this an old foe getting back at me? Somebody seeking revenge for my Agency work, starting right from the set-up with Caitlin Cruz?

She scrutinised the damage in the kitchen. Broken furniture lay everywhere, with glass and bits of plastic covering the tiles, apart from where the half of apple was resting against the wall. But the most important things were missing from the carnage.

‘Where are the bodies?’

Blood spatters stained the floor and table, but there was no dead intruder, just a couple of overworked forensic guys dressed as if ready to go to the moon.

‘We found no bodies, only lots of damage and blood. Are you going to tell us what happened?’ Moore stared at her as if she was his number-one suspect again.

She went over almost everything that had transpired after Campbell left her alone, leaving out what she’d done using the computer. Moore made no notes, only staring at her as she repeated the events of the night.



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