The Faberge Heist by David Leadbeater

Author:David Leadbeater [Leadbeater, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

When Drake and Alicia became aware of the citywide alerts, they left their room, deciding to wander for a while. Drake felt unsettled. Initially, both he and Dahl had wanted to camp out in the Fabergé room all night, but security bosses and insurance companies forbade it, declaring that their security measures were first-class and well within the insurers’ usual range of experience.

Dahl tried to explain that criminal gangs like the One Percenters operated above most people’s standard experience. He got nowhere.

They took an elevator to the penthouse suites, stepped out into the corridor and walked toward the Fabergé room.

“Over a dozen alerts,” Drake said, flicking at his cellphone. “Bellagio. The Aria, Mirage and Planet Hollywood. Those are major casinos close to here.”

“You need to stop walking and swiping,” Alicia said. “You know the last person that bumped into me doing that almost got his cellphone shoved up his arse.”

“I was finished anyway.” Drake put the phone away.

“Cops are stretched,” Alicia commented.

“Yeah, which raises my antenna.”

“Really?” Alicia sent him a sideways glance. “I didn’t know you had a thing for cops.”

“Not that antenna. I meant my suspicions. Something’s off.”

“Thank God for that. No way am I dressing up as a policewoman for you.”

Drake ignored her and used a keycard to gain access to the Fabergé room. The door clicked and they stepped through into one of the smaller living spaces. A guard was standing by the window and turned to look at them.

“All good?” Alicia asked.

“Quiet as the grave,” he said.

“Where’s your pal?” Drake looked left and right, knowing they worked in pairs.

“Recon. He went to check out the display a few minutes ago.”

“Mind if we take a look?” Drake asked.

“Be my guest, bud.”

Earlier, they’d been introduced to the night watch by the hotel security boss. A good move on his part. He wanted no mishaps. Drake headed for the corridor that led to the display room. The lighting was dim. Ahead, a faint glow emanated from the display room. There was no sound.

Alicia nudged him. “If that guard jumps out on us, I’m gonna fuck him up.”

Drake stayed quiet, testing the silence with his senses. It was easy to get wound up and paranoid on a job like this. It was hours and days of waiting, doing nothing, and if all went well there was still a terrible sense of anti-climax. He’d been on comparable missions many times before, mostly in war zones.

“Gotta admit,” he said as they approached the display room. “I never saw myself babysitting guards who’re safeguarding eggs.”

“When you put it like that—”

Alicia broke off as the entered the room. Drake drew in a sharp breath.

“Oh, bollocks,” the Englishwoman breathed after a few more seconds.

Drake’s field of view was captured by several display stands. Several empty display stands. At first, he couldn’t accept it. Maybe Dahl was playing a joke. There was simply no way anybody could have crept in here and stolen . . .

Then he saw the guard on the floor in a far corner, lying motionless.

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