Wednesday. Bristol, United Kingdom.
ALEKSANDR PRESSED HIS BACK against the wall as the car sped out of the parking lot and onto the mostly empty street. His head swiveled back to the hotel room door standing open.
Something was going on here, and he very much wanted to know the answers. But his job was very simple.
He put the couple out of mind and slunk further down the line of rooms for a better vantage point.
A few people had stuck their heads out when the shots were fired. The police would arrive shortly. That meant whatever Valentino was doing would have to be wrapped up soon.
What had those people taken that was so valuable it was worth running the risk of getting caught? What was Valentino doing?
Despite having studied the hacker, there were some things that didn't make sense about him. Questions Aleksandr wanted answers to. If he was going to make the man disappear completely, Aleksandr needed more information.