The Wrong Lawyer by Donald W. Desaulniers

Author:Donald W. Desaulniers [Desaulniers, Donald W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action, Adventure, Legal, Thriller, War, Military, Romance, Mystery, Suspense
Amazon: B00NO5H718
Publisher: Donald W. Desaulniers
Published: 2014-09-15T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15 (Planning My Escape)

The cheap beer and peanuts arrived within thirty minutes after Matthews and the General had left my room.

By now it was seven o’clock and I was hungry.

I perused the room service menu and opted for a clubhouse sandwich and fries.

When I picked up the telephone to place the order, a male voice said, “Yes, Mr. Kennedy, what can I do for you?”

I placed my supper order and also requested a copy of today’s local newspaper. When the chap asked me which one, I responded “I’m bored here already so I’d like the latest edition of all of them.”

Ten minutes later there was a knock on my door and one of the guards handed me half a dozen newspapers and I quickly scanned them all.

I must be in Washington as I had suspected since all of the papers were Washington editions.

There was no mention of Mr. Haddad in any of them. Presumably the story was too recent to have made it into the papers.

My supper arrived on a tray wheeled in by the same guard.

My mind was whirring as I ate the food. There must be some way to escape out into the city.

The room was on a high floor and there was no balcony. Also, this was not an interconnecting room with a door leading to an adjoining room. The only exit was through the main door.

When I had finished eating, I flung the room door open.

Both guards immediately sprang up and simultaneously blocked the doorway.

“You can remove the serving cart,” I said politely. “It was very good. Thank you. It’s lonely in here. Are you authorized to come in and keep me company?”

“No, sir; our instructions are to ensure that you remain in the room and to bring you whatever you need. Please refrain from opening the door again. If you require anything, use the telephone to relay your request to the agent manning the line.”

“Sorry, fellows; nobody informed me of those rules.”

From the way the two guards coordinated the removal of the serving tray, it was apparent that I had zero chance to make a run for it. At least I had been able to discover that my room was at the extreme end of the plushy carpeted corridor.

A physical escape was out of the question.

I popped open an Old Milwaukee and sat on the sofa to reassess my situation, and I began reading the various newspapers in more detail.

The idea popped into my head, likely influenced by movies I had seen, that a possible way to get out of this room would be to fake a heart attack.

With that general plan in mind, I began to formulate a detailed course of action.

Although I appeared to be in a hotel room, nothing had been left revealing the name of the establishment. The room service menu’s cover had been removed and the stationery in the desk was generic as was the toiletries in the bathroom and the ice bucket and glasses. It was clear from

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