No Turning Back by Sam Blake

Author:Sam Blake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bonnier Publishing Fiction

Chapter 27

Sunday, 5.30 p.m.

Sitting down, he put his coffee on the floor beside the arm of the low sofa, pulling his laptop out of his backpack and flipping it open. The communal areas in the Arts building with its bizarre drainpipe sculpture was fairly well lit from a weird tile pattern of fluorescent lights recessed in the ceiling. Predominantly raw concrete, it was probably supposed to look industrial but everything about it was grim – and the shiny brown floor did little to lift it.

He didn’t know how students could come in here every day. Between the miserableness of the place and the malicious gossip he’d already heard since he’d been sitting here, everyone prying into other people’s business, he could see how some students couldn’t handle university life. He felt his anger rising.

He didn’t like situations he couldn’t control either. But he was good at bringing things into line.

He typed his password into his laptop. The sofa was pushed back behind a pillar where he could easily watch all three exit doors. He couldn’t see the door to the stairs, but that meant that anyone coming downstairs wouldn’t see him either, so it was a good payoff. The hallway was huge, but he had a good clear view.

Or would do soon, he hoped.

There was some event on in one of the lecture theatres downstairs, some American author speaking. Which meant there were plenty of people milling about. Which was good. Very good. He lifted his coffee onto the arm of the sofa and, clicking on the camera on his phone, he leaned it against his cup, angling it so he could film the steel and glass doors leading into the Tunnel. She probably wouldn’t go towards Grafton Street, unless she had shopping to do on the way home, but he knew she’d definitely use one of the exits he could see. When he’d followed her before she’d always left the college through the science block, heading for Pearse Street. He still didn’t know how she managed to give him the slip every time. The first time it had been on the DART. They’d even been in the same carriage, but she’d literally vanished when they pulled into a station, melting into the crowd of incoming commuters. He’d realised late and jumped off at the last moment but she hadn’t been on the platform. It was weird. The next time, he’d followed her off the DART but lost her in a supermarket. It was like she was trained to give people the slip. But how did she even know he was there? He knew he blended in well, was good at being invisible.

He smiled to himself. So many elements of his life were about being invisible. Karim had been on the phone last night. He’d helped the project along a lot remotely, but Karim wanted him to come over when they actioned it, wanted him to be a part of the awesome chaos they were going to cause. And the plan had grown since he’d last been in London.

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