The Fourth Reich by Helen Goltz

The Fourth Reich by Helen Goltz

Author:Helen Goltz [Goltz, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Next Chapter


36

Mitch disconnected the conference call in their hotel room.

“How often does that happen?” Adam asked.

“It’s happening more and more. Pisses me off that we don’t get a full brief,” Mitch said. “It’s like doing the job with one hand tied behind your back.”

“You’re going to have to swallow it better,” Adam warned.

Mitch sighed and rose. “Yeah, I know.”

He looked at his phone for a moment, then dialed John Windsor’s number.

John answered on the first ring.

“Don’t worry about it, Mitch, I get you’re frustrated,” he said.

“Thanks,” Mitch answered and hung up. He looked at the clock. “Let’s move on this apartment lead. If we find Julian Schmid and Benjamin at their apartment location, we’ll stake it out and all going well, close in.”

“I’m good to go.” Adam rose. His phone rang and he grabbed it. Recognizing the number, he answered: “Astrid?”

Mitch left the room. He sat on the edge of his bed and went through emails on his phone. A few minutes later he heard Adam calling out to him; he found him throwing clothes into a bag.

“I have to go right now, I’m sorry Mitch,” Adam said, without looking up.

“Go where?”

“Home, UK. Can you get me a flight? I’ll go to the airport and wait, any flight as soon as you can.”

“Berlin to London?” Mitch grabbed his phone.

“Yes, I’ll pay for it, can you just check flights?”

“It’s okay, I’m doing it right now,” Mitch said, calling up the team’s travel agent. “Hi Rohan, yeah, good thanks. I need an urgent flight Berlin to London, now please.” He looked at his watch. “Yeah he can be there in an hour no problem. Can you put it in Adam’s name? Charge it to my account, I’ll sort it later. Which terminal? Yeah, to Adam’s phone. Thanks Rohan, appreciate it.”

Adam ran into the bathroom, grabbed a few items and came back into the bedroom, throwing them in the bag.

“Thanks Mitch, I’m sorry. What will you do for a translator?”

“Doesn’t matter … I’ll go meet the local agent. You’ve got to be there in thirty minutes, flight leaves in an hour and Rohan is sending the e-ticket to your phone.” As he said it, Adam’s phone beeped that a message had arrived.

Adam threw his bag over his shoulder and looked at his phone as he headed to the door. “Got it thanks.”

Mitch followed him to the elevator.

“Adam, what’s happened?” Mitch asked.

“Astrid, she’s tried to commit suicide. That was her mom. I’ve got to go to her.”

“Sure, anything I can do?” Mitch waited with him until the elevator arrived.

“No, thanks for organizing the flight.” The elevator arrived and Adam was gone.

Mitch went back inside and closed the door. “Right then.” He looked around the large two-bedroom apartment of the hotel. Mitch’s phone rang.

“Hi John,” he answered.

“Mitch, what’s happening? Rohan just called; why does Adam need a flight out?” John asked.

“Wow, word travels really fast. He has to fly to London, a family emergency.”

“Is he okay?” John asked.

“He is, but his wife, ex-wife is not well.”

“Right, Mitch, now listen to me.



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