The Somali Deception (Cameron Kincaid Book 2) by Daniel Arthur Smith

Author:Daniel Arthur Smith [Smith, Daniel Arthur]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Holt Smith Ltd
Published: 2014-08-09T04:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 43

The May Fair Hotel, London, Mayfair

The large carcass outside of the Amber suite door reeked from loosened bowels. The sides of Cameron’s sport coat spread away from him as he launched over the corpse into a full run down the fourth floor corridor. He did not slow for the corner, or to mess with the guest lift, rather he burst directly through the door of the stairwell and leapt over the steps to the landing below. Cameron took more time spinning around the half flight landings than the short bounds across each set of steps.

At the lobby level, he thrust himself through the stairwell door into a calm and empty hallway. The serenity struck him hard and sent him reeling back to the near wall. He was holding a handgun in a country where he should not have one, and the cameras had only been rigged for the fourth floor. He stilled himself. He remembered stealth. Nonchalantly, Cameron straightened his posture. He slid the P226 beneath his coat and then, with a brisk and study stride, made his way toward the lobby.

Apart from the Clef d’Or concierge, the lobby was empty. The dull grey light of dusk poured in from the street onto the ruby-laden Baccarat chandelier and surrounding eclectic objects d’art transforming the lobby of the finest hotel in London to a sleepy Tuesday evening gallery.

There was no sign of Dada.

Cameron moved first one and then his other foot back before spinning toward the direction he came. He quickened his stride and then with a glance back to ensure no one was watching, eased up to jog the few steps to the stairwell.

Before the stairwell door closed, Cameron propelled himself inside, scrambling from landing to landing, down to the lower level. He suspected he could access the secret sublevel parking structure that he and Pepe had discovered days before from here. The humid service floor was eerily vacant. Giant tumbler dryers whirred around him. Cameron raised his weapon and began to prowl through the narrow spaces between the tall laundry machines.

From the corner of the room he heard the clank of a metal door closing.

Cameron marched toward the corner. He found a door behind one of the mammoth industrial dryers. He loosely clutched the latch, pressed his shoulder to the door, and readied his P226. He began a mental four count and on two, he pushed and released the latch while forcing his shoulder into the door. The door flung open to the garage and found two young men dressed in the garb of May Fair service staff, one holding a spliff, the other a lighter. Their eyes went wide and mouths agape.

“We’re on break,” said the one holding the spliff.

Cameron’s P226 was still raised high. He shifted his eyes from the boys to the expanse of the garage and then back. Both of the boys were fixed on his weapon.

“Maybe our break’s over,” said the young man holding the lighter.

“Yeah,” said Cameron. “I think so.

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