The Red Cobra by Sinclair Rob

Author:Sinclair, Rob [Sinclair, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: thriller, Mystery, Crime, Suspense
Amazon: B06XWXYWLS
Goodreads: 34725323
Publisher: Bloodhound Books
Published: 2017-04-04T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 32

Less than a minute later, the Red Cobra was descending the stairs, her bulging backpack over her slender shoulders once more, a baseball cap pulled down firmly on her head.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and moved out into the main foyer of the apartment block, heading left toward a fire exit rather than out through the main entrance. She pushed down on the release bar to swing open the double doors and walked into a dingy and dank back alley. It was raining heavily. The Red Cobra huddled down into her leather jacket and sunk her hands into its pockets.

She kept her head down as she walked along, scanning the area as best she could. She turned left at the end of the alley onto the main street. The pavement was intermittently busy with both locals and the occasional tourist – likely heading toward the nearby Kurfürstendamm, one of Berlin’s busiest shopping streets – though the heavy rain seemed to have deterred most folks from venturing out on foot.

Up ahead, two suited men approached, each carrying ridiculously big umbrellas. The Red Cobra had to stoop to her right to get past unimpeded and without breaking her pace. She stumbled off the pavement into a puddle in the gutter. The men carried on oblivious. She cursed at them under her breath. Then was caught by surprise when she stepped back onto the pavement only for an unseen figure to barge into her. She spun round, her eyes fixed on the man who’d knocked into her.

‘Es tut mir sehr leid,’ he said.

The Red Cobra understood his German: I’m very sorry. She said nothing in return, just stared at him. He wore blue jeans and brown boots, and he had on a rain jacket. The hood partially covered his face, but she saw enough to recognise him.

The man from the hotel.

She felt her body tighten, priming herself for attack. Inside her jacket pocket, her left hand wrapped around the handle of the eight-inch blade she was concealing, her grip so tight it felt like the handle would burst.

The knife, a long-time companion, was sheathed in a specially stitched compartment that ran from the inside of the left pocket across her midriff. She rarely ventured outside without a weapon of some description. The blade, although large, was easily hidden if you knew how, and so much more practical than lugging a gun around. They were cumbersome and noisy, and they needed re-loading. They simply didn’t suit her needs. The knife on the other hand...

A second passed. Then another. The Red Cobra stared at the man. The street was quiet, but not empty. She was in two minds as to whether to gut him right there. She was certain she could do it before he could defend himself.

Before a third second passed, the man stepped back, apologised again, then turned and walked away.

The Red Cobra stood for another beat before she too turned and walked off in the opposite direction. She was calm on the outside, but inside her brain was on fire.

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