Can we trust him?”
‘I think so.”
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‘Can I get out now?”
“I think it’s too late for that now.”
Kira pointed at the rear car window.
It had a wire mesh over it.
Half an hour later, the police cruiser stopped outside a shooting range in the suburbs.
Have Your Cake And Eat It Too
Its name was short and to the point–The Gun Club.
A uniformed guard at the front entrance waved at Luca and raised the barrier.
Luca parked the car in a basement carpark.
He got out.
Kira and Giana followed.
‘Captain O’Neill, what is this place?‘ Kira asked.
“Call
me Luca. This, ladies, is a place for fun. I was under orders to bring you here.”
“Whose orders?”
‘Damian. Now, come on, he’s waiting for us.‘ Luca headed for the lift.
‘Who’s Damian? Giana whispered.
‘A friend of Austyn’s.
“Why does he want to see you?”
“I honestly have no idea.”
Kira had met the man just once.
He’d made quite an impression, not because of his good looks–though he did have that, but because he kept looking at Kira in a strange way.
What could he want with her?
The Gun Club’s membership was by invitation only.
Without the right connections, even a billionaire would be stopped at the door.
Kira had been living in Stamford for three years now and had never known such a place existed.
Luca led Kira and Giana past smoking lounges, private dining rooms, a trophy room and the armoury.
The girls gawked at a wall lined with ancient weapons–swords, tridents, axes, bows and arrows, polearms and a lot more they couldn’t recognise.
Luca took them to one of the outdoor shooting ranges.
It had a resting area with round tables and chairs, shielded from the sun with big colourful parasols.
A waiter served snacks and iced tea.
“Help yourselves,‘ Luca said. ‘Damian is on the range. I’ll go get him.”
“Okay.” Kira nodded.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?‘ Glana said when Luca was out of earshot. ‘How well do you know these people?”
*Remember I told you that a kind officer got us out of fall and got you to the hospital?”
“Yeali?‘
“That was him, Captain Luca O’Neill. You were barely conscious back then, so you probably don’t remember seeing his
face
“That was him? Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I should have thanked him.‘
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“I tried to, but you were busy trying on your hundredth necklace.”
Giana reached for her phone. ‘We still owe him a thank–you dinner. Let me check if I can get a place at Takayama.”
‘Hold your horses. Let’s ask him if he’s free tonight. No point booking a restaurant if he can’t make it.‘
‘Okay,‘ Giana put away her phone. ‘I’ve never been to a shooting range before. This is so cool. Do you think we get to shoot stuff later?”
Luca didn’t see Damian.
Austyn was there, aiming a Sig Sauer P320 at a paper target 25 metres away.
‘Shit.‘ Luca immediately turned on his heel.
He hadn’t told Austyn he was bringing Kira here.
Nor did he know Austyn was going to be here.
the corner of his music.
his eye. ‘Come here.”
“Where are you going?‘ Austyn had seen him out of 11
Luca dragged his feet.
‘Mr McCarthy.‘ The manager was there ahead of Luca. ‘We’ve got a new batch of Remington 700 SPS Tactical. Bolt- action. Ideal for the outdoor range. Would you like to give it a try?”
‘Later.‘ Austyn dismissed the manager.
“Why are you running away from me?‘ he asked Luca, who stood with both hands stuck in his pockets and pretended to examine his shoes.
“What? No, I’m not. I just didn’t see you. Fancy running into you here.‘
“What are you doing here?
‘Uh, to shoot some clay pigeons, same as you.‘
‘Would I be here if I don’t know what you’re up to?” Austyn pointed his gun to the ground. ‘Spill.‘
‘Did Damian tell you?‘
Austyn didn’t reply.
‘Well, if he already spilt the beans…Damian asked me to get your wife here. Before you ask, I don’t know why. He didn’t tell me. You should go ask him. He’s the instigator.”
“What did you say?‘ Austyn grabbed Luca’s collar with his left hand. ‘Kira’s here?”
“You didn’t know?’ Luca realised he’d been tricked. ‘Shit.‘
Austyn shoved him away. ‘Where is she?‘
Luca pointed to the entrance some fifty metres away.
Austyn could make out two figures sitting under a parasol.
He was already moving in that direction when he stopped.
Got any cigarette on you?‘ he turned around.
The captain proffered his pack of Davidoff Silver.
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