Chapter 166
PART VIII
166
Lars
Istood there naked in the hotel suite, staring at Rachel in horror.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I said hoarsely.
She shook her head.
I stood there, trying not to drown in the tidal wave of emotions rushing through me –
But I snapped.
“MOTHER FUCKER!” I screamed as I tore the flat-screen TV off the wall and hurled it to the floor.
Rachel flinched and backed away.
I dropped to my knees and slammed my fist into the TV screen over and over, shattering the screen.
“GOD – DAMN IT – TO FUCKING – HELL!” I roared with each punch.
When I saw the blood dripping down my sliced-up knuckles, I finally stopped.
“He set me up,” I whispered as I stared at myself in the shattered black mirror of the TV. “He told me never to tell you because you’d lose your job… and then he framed me. Had me sent to prison. So he could get you all for himself p>
“…no…” Rachel whispered in horror. “No, that’s impossible p>
I looked over at her. “When you asked Alistair to look for me, did he act like he barely remembered me or didn’t know who I was p>
Her face looked like she might burst into tears. “…yes p>
I laughed ruefully. “He fucking recruited me himself and then met me in person to give me my assignments. I have to hand it to him – he’s a devious motherfucker p>
“So… you weren’t working for China when you killed that man in Norway p>
I looked at her in surprise. “He told you that p>
She nodded.
“No,” I said, gritting my teeth. “I was working for Alistair p>
She looked like she might be sick again.
“And now I’m going to kill him,” I snarled as I got up from the floor.
“You can’t,” she said in a panicked voice.
I stared at her in fury. “Why?! Because you love him p>
“No, you idiot,” she seethed. “If you kill the Director of Operations of MI6, you’ll be shot on sight. Even if you escape, you’ll be classified as a terrorist. Your life will be worth nothing. They’ll hunt you down like a dog and kill you in the street p>
Her face softened, and her voice hitched as she tried to hold back her tears.
“…and I just got you back… I can’t lose you again p>
All the rage inside me suddenly melted when I saw her pain.
I moved towards her. “Rachel p>
That’s when the bullet shattered the hotel room window, ripped a hole through the curtain, and punched a hole in the wall just inches from my head.