Private Monaco by James Patterson & Adam Hamdy

Author:James Patterson & Adam Hamdy [Patterson, James & Hamdy, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781804946190
Publisher: Cornerstone
Published: 2024-04-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 46

THE 3-SERIES SURGED forward, and I touched the bumper of the cop car as we neared the intersection with the Route de Nice.

Ahead of us, traffic paused on both sides of the main road, and the cop car swung a hard left turn, heading east, back the way it had come, toward our target’s apartment building. I followed, staying close to the renegade cops, and the BMW’s engine roared as I demanded more from it.

When we straightened up on the Route de Nice, there was a sudden screech of tires and the cop car swerved left, slowing as the driver used the handbrake to put the vehicle into a controlled drift. I stepped on the brakes and matched the maneuver, but as I turned, the tail of the cop car caught the front of ours and sent both vehicles into a spin.

We collided again and the BMW was flung into the fruit and vegetable display of a mini-mart. Produce scattered everywhere and we came to a crashing halt in the doorway of the store.

“Are you okay?” I asked Justine, who nodded.

I waved apologetically at the shocked man behind the checkout counter and reversed the BMW out of the entrance. We backed across the sidewalk and when we bounced off the curb and straightened up, I saw Michel jump out the cop car, which had collided with a streetlamp up ahead.

“He’s making a run for it!”

I accelerated and the car devoured the distance between us. When we were thirty meters away and our target was just a blur running through the street market that sprawled across an entire block to our right, I stamped on the brakes so hard that Justine had to slap her hands against the dash to keep herself upright.

“I’m going after him,” I told her. “Those cops will want your phone. Get out of here and I’ll meet you at the apartment.”

“Okay,” she replied, taking my hand. “Be careful.”

“You too,” I said, squeezing her fingers.

I jumped out of the car and sprinted across the road, running at a diagonal, on a course to intercept Michel at the intersection with a side street leading to a church.

I heard the BMW engine roar and glanced over my shoulder to see Justine in the driver’s seat, steering the car into an aggressive U-turn.

As I’d suspected, the cops mirrored the move and gave chase. Even though Justine had taken advanced evasion training and I had no doubt about her abilities as a driver, the part of me that loved and cherished her couldn’t help but be worried.

I pushed these concerns from my mind and focused on the man who could unlock our investigation. I could see him now, running across the busy market square, and sprinted in pursuit of him.

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