The Valkyrie Song by Craig Russell

Author:Craig Russell [Russell, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 0091921449
Google: 840cah1N_7cC
Amazon: B004XIVP1I
Publisher: Random House
Published: 2009-01-01T13:00:00+00:00

6.

Ute Cranz looked at her watch before casting one final glance over the carefully arranged table. Robert Gerdes would arrive in the next few minutes. Everything was ready: the table set, each course of the meal scheduled for readiness at exactly the right time. And the kitchen. Everything in the kitchen was prepared.

She walked across to the full-length mirror in the hall, by the door. Her deep auburn hair was gathered up, her lipstick and make-up were perfectly done. She was wearing a simple but expensive deep green dress that had a sharkskin lustre to it. For a moment she worried that it made her look reptilian, then laughed at her own insecurity: the dress’s colour and sheen simply complemented and highlighted the rich copper tones in her hair. She smoothed the dress over her hips and thighs. She looked great.

If Ute needed confirmation, she got it when Gerdes arrived, exactly on time.

‘Frau Cranz,’ he said when she opened the door to admit him, ‘you look … radiant.’ His eyes scanned her figure before settling on her face. His eyes were smiling. Knowing. ‘I brought these …’ He held up a large manila envelope. ‘These are the details of the lease. I’m sure yours are the same.’

Taking the envelope and placing it on the hall table, she picked up the glass she had left waiting there for his arrival. She smiled and handed it to him.

‘A little Prosecco … I thought it would be nice.’

‘Are you not joining me?’

‘I will in a minute,’ she said, parting her red lips to expose perfect teeth. ‘Would you mind making yourself at home? I’ve just a few things to finish in the kitchen.’

‘Not at all,’ he said, with a gracious bow. Ute thought Gerdes had an almost aristocratic look. He was wearing a blazer, a crisp white collar and a blue tie with fine red stripes through it. There was something about him that made him look as though he belonged in a different era. A past time.

She extended her arm in the direction of the dining table, indicating he should sit, excused herself once more and walked through to the kitchen. She closed the door behind her. From where he was sitting, Gerdes would not have been able to see into the kitchen when she opened the door. She had planned it that way. She stood and took a moment to think through all she had to do. Then she cast an eye around the kitchen, just to make sure.

Yes, everything was ready.

Ute stood listening to the soup simmering on the hob and the low whirr of the oven’s fan, while all around her the floor, the work surfaces, even the walls to shoulder height, were covered in thick blue plastic sheeting.

To catch any splashes of his blood.

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