Laura 02 The God Code Read Free Page A

perfect grouping where she judges his body to be behind the rug. Did she get him? Is he dead? The gun shakes in her hand, her knees unwilling to move forward. You have to go look Sally. You have to make sure he is dead.
    Carefully she moves forward until she is at the rug she shot through. She swallows, or tries to, her mouth dry from fear. The rug is long, hanging down to the ground. A pair of legs is visible behind the rug, lying on the ground. You got him Sally, you got him, well done. Now, a bullet in the back of the head for security, you taught me well Victor. First time in the field and she got the master.
    Shakingly her left hand reaches out and grabs the soft rug, pulling it slowly away. Victor is lying face down on the ground, five holes in the back of the jacket. A rug covers his lower body, and his head is covered with a baseball cap. Victor must have grabbed onto the rug as he fell down, pulling it from its railing. Sally looks around as she steps over Victor’s body. No one has seen anything, or heard the soft whisper of the silenced pistol, she is alone.
    Slowly she bends down, pistol ready, and lifts the cap from Victor’s head. No! It cannot be. Sally’s throat closes up from fear as she stares at the back of a mannequin’s head. You have been fooled, the master caught you out. A strong arm encircles her from the left, and covers her mouth, smothering her scream. It burns as the knife bites into her flesh, slicing through her throat from left to right. Sally chokes on the blood running down her throat, and fear grips her as death patiently waits for her. No, it cannot be. Desperately she tries to free herself, it is futile. Blood spurts from her cut neck arteries on every heartbeat, staining her clothes. Three heartbeats, then a sharp pain as a knife pierces her heart, ending her life.
    Even as her heart stops, her brain still functions. Gently Sally slides to the ground as Victor lets her go. She tries to breathe, but cannot. She is drowning, on her own blood. Victor bends down and looks directly into her fading eyes. His touch is soft and compassionate, how strange.
    “I am sorry, but you should have left me alone.”
    Darkness takes Sally. Victor wraps the scarf around Sally’s neck to stop her from bleeding all over the road as she lets out her last breath, which comes out as a gargle. He closes her eyes and puts her in a sitting position against one of the poles holding up a rug. Quickly he searches her body and finds her wallet, pistol with two spare magazines and a cell phone. Taking his jacket off the mannequin, Victor wraps the items in it, and then walks to a nearby stall where he buys a small backpack and places the jacket inside. Now to Find Laura and get out of this place before the bodies are found.
    Victor has a concerned expression on his face as he approaches Laura. She puts her drink down and stares at him for a second before asking. “You okay?”
    “They have found us. The agency had two operatives waiting in town.”
    “The couple in the restaurant?”
    “Yes.”
    “You killed them?”
    “Yes, come we have to go.”
    Laura’s heart sinks from sadness. They looked like such a nice couple. All the people Victor had killed since she met him were men, bad men, until now.
    “Why?”
    “Why what Laura?”
    “Why did you kill her?” Laura’s voice is filled with sadness.
    “If I did not, she would have killed me, and then you.”
    “How do you know that, you don’t know her. Maybe she would have given up if you scared her.”
    “No, she would not. I trained her. I trained all of the people that are after us.” Victor’s voice is soft. Pain fills his heart. He is killing his family, the people he trusted, who he would have died for, all of them, one by one. Has he become the monster himself now?
    Laura’s touch is soft as she takes his hand. Slowly he turns to look at her. Her face is full of sympathy.
    “I am sorry. It must be hard for you, your friends. I know you did