Zero Zero (An Agent Zero Spy Thriller—Book #11) by Jack Mars

Author:Jack Mars [Mars, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2021-03-01T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Zero rushed to the window and looked out through the thin hole that Alan had torn away. Two black cars had pulled into the parking lot, parking at angles in the empty lot a safe distance from the entrance, about twenty-five yards. Behind them, a black SWAT van rolled in, and a four-man team in full tactical gear jumped out.

“He’s being tracked,” Zero murmured.

“Four agents, four SWAT,” Alan noted. “More on the way, I’m sure.”

He recognized one of the men who emerged from the black cars, a senior agent with a bald spot named Mulligan who had to be near retirement. They’d met only a few times in passing. Mulligan motioned with a hand and the SWAT team moved in single-file around the side of the building.

“Is the back door secure?” Zero asked.

“It’s locked, but it’s not all that sturdy,” Alan said. “A few good swings with a battering ram would knock it right off the hinges.”

“They won’t try that; at least not right away. They don’t know who they’re dealing with or how many, and we have a hostage.”

They also had only two handguns and a kitchen knife between them. But above all, these men were just doing their job. They were innocent in this; he refused to kill anyone over Shaw or his secrets.

“Even with a hostage,” Alan said, “every minute we wait is another minute for reinforcements to show up. Any ideas?”

“Yeah,” Zero admitted. “Just one. But it’s crazy.”

“When is it not?” Alan asked, and there was no jest in his tone.

Zero marched back to Shaw. The director held his damaged ear but managed a smile. “I can hear the gears turning in your head,” he said snidely. “You can try to shoot your way out of this and they’ll shoot you dead. Or, you can give yourselves up. And if we can strike a deal about the nature of our conversation today, and how much it never happened, maybe you’ll find yourself in a nice cell with a cot and a toilet, instead of a hole at H-6.”

“I have another idea,” Zero told him. “One way or another, you’re walking out of here with me. If you do it on your own, and you admit the truth about what’s happening, no one else gets hurt today.”

Shaw scoffed. “I don’t know if you noticed, but the only person who’s going to get hurt today is y—”

Zero swung. His right fist connected with Shaw’s jaw. It was a solid, satisfying smack, even though it sent pain shooting through his hand and up his arm. The director’s head jerked, and his body tumbled backward, off the counter and crashing to the floor.

He shook out his aching hand as he rushed around the counter to scoop up the unconscious director.

“Zero,” Alan said slowly, “please tell me you’re not thinking of doing what I think you’re thinking of doing.”

“What is he thinking of doing?” Mischa asked.

Zero didn’t answer. He scooped up the limp Shaw, slinging one arm over his own shoulders, and hefted him with a grunt.

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