The Death Trust by David Rollins

Author:David Rollins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Suspense, Fiction
ISBN: 9780553805345
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 2005-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-SIX

The establishment. No, amend that. Not the airy one we all refer to, a euphemism for the status quo. He was talking about The Establishment, a different animal entirely—one with a capital T and a capital E and, apparently, an appetite for blood. I stood there not knowing what to say for a couple of seconds while Varvara’s words ran through my brain. The Establishment killed him—the same people also killed his son, Peyton. She knew. Had Varvara mentioned the name of this shadowy organization just to see if I’d react? To see if I was in the loop? What had Abraham Scott told her? Was it possible there really was a group called The Establishment out there punching people’s tickets? And, if so, why? At the time, Varvara had been correct in assuming that, had she just laid it all out for me, I wouldn’t have believed her. But now…? “Did Peyton tell you what or who The Establishment was?” I asked Ambrose.

Something rang. It was Ambrose’s Iridium phone. He held up a hand to put me on hold for a moment and pulled the unit off the clip on his belt. He answered it, saying a few quiet words I didn’t catch. The call finished, he hooked it back on his belt, placed a finger in his ear, and then repositioned the thin tube that contained the tiny microphone in front of his mouth. He muttered something into it; again, nothing I caught. Then he told us, “Sorry. Just got the word. Been told by The Man to clear this sector.” Ambrose hopped up on the Toyota’s doorsill and slid behind the wheel. The men assumed their positions in the two vehicles behind. “Getting back to Peyton, Special Agent, I can’t tell you too much more. Scotty wasn’t long on detail. Maybe he didn’t know what he was dealing with. It had something to do with his father—that’s all he said. I wish I knew more. Then maybe I could use the information to get a little leverage, get whoever or whatever to lay off; you know what I’m saying?”

I knew. Ambrose was scared and he had every right to be. I wasn’t feeling too comfortable myself, and neither was Masters if the frown on her face was anything to go by. I stood there on the road, my mind a black hole of confusion. I had questions but I didn’t know which to ask first. One pushed its way to the front. “You said the general came here for a day.”

“That’s right, but I don’t know exactly how long he hung around. He only spent the morning with me. He said he was leaving but I didn’t see him get on the plane or nothing.”

“Okay,” I said, taking this in. Sergeant Audrey Fischer, the PA in von Koeppen’s office, said Scott had taken three weeks off. We now knew that he’d spent one, possibly two days in Iraq with Ambrose sorting the facts from the lies surrounding the death of his son.

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