The Jack Reacher Cases (The Man Who Works Alone) by Dan Ames

Author:Dan Ames [Ames, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-08-26T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Leaving the dead man in the room but pocketing the man’s weapon, ammunition and cell phone, Tallon slipped out of the apartment building and walked back to his hotel.

He didn’t see the woman in the cream-colored pantsuit but he knew she was somewhere close by, watching.

Tallon took the elevator to each floor, peeking down the hallway. It wasn’t until the third floor that he spotted a couple of housekeeping carts. He walked toward them and spied a lanyard that matched the corporate colors of the hotel.

He walked past, saw the woman in one of the rooms spraying cleaner on a mirror and he reached out and lifted the lanyard with the keycard attached.

Tallon went back to the elevator and pushed the button for the floor above his own room. The doors opened and he stepped out onto the plush carpet. It was a dark red color like a cabernet wine and the walls were covered with a silvery wallpaper. A chair made of recycled twig branches sat to the left.

He turned and walked down the hall, following the signs to the room he wanted.

It had been Paco’s, according to the text messages he’d read on the now dead man’s phone. Part of their mission had been to keep an eye on Tallon, but also on Room 719.

Tallon slid the pistol from the back of his jeans into his hand and held it by his side. He used the stolen keycard to open the door.

He stepped inside and listened.

There was no sound.

He shut the door silently behind him and walked further into the room. He looked around the corner to the bed and was glad it was empty. Either the room wasn’t booked or its newest guest hadn’t arrived yet. Judging by the size and exclusivity of the hotel, he guessed it would be the latter.

Tallon was glad it was empty. He had been worried he would find some tired business executive had decided to take a catnap. Tallon put the key and lanyard on the desk and studied the room.

This was where Paco had been staying and where he might have been killed. He studied the carpet. It wasn’t the same color as the hallway, and it was different than the carpet in Tallon’s room. That, by itself, didn’t necessarily mean anything.

He studied it more closely.

No signs of bloodstains. In fact, there weren’t any stains at all. He knelt down and smelled the carpet. It didn’t have an odor like the obnoxious cleaners hotels use to disguise smell. It smelled like a carpet store.

Because it was brand-new.

Tallon was now convinced Paco was dead and that he’d been killed right here.

But why?

He didn’t know.

Quickly, but thoroughly, Tallon searched the room. He found nothing.

His eyes fell on the small in-room refrigerator tucked discreetly inside a cabinet underneath the television. Tallon smiled.

During a raid in Mexico, Tallon and Paco had been tasked with finding the kingpin’s secret stash of bank codes. They’d searched everywhere and in desperation, had torn apart the mini-fridge in the kingpin’s home office.

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