♠ The Hunter ♠

“I know you don’t owe me anything. This isn’t for me. It’s for her. For everyone.

“They’re keeping her in Smoking Kills. Nobody knows that place like you do, especially after dark. Remember when we met, on the rooftop?

“But that’s all in the past. You’ll need the key in the envelope. She has to be at Lanseria airport by midnight, otherwise it’ll be too late.

“Please Connor. Don’t let your stubborn pride get in the way. She needs you. We all do.”

Well I’ll be…

That bitch.

It wasn’t enough that she took everything from him when she left. Now she’d blown up the house too. And put a price on his head.

OK, to be fair, there’d been a price on his head long before the house blew up. Noecker wasn’t the type to kiss and make up. But he’d been safely under the radar for years, tucked away in suburban isolation.

And slowly losing his mind.

He crumpled the letter into a ball. Then reconsidered and uncrumpled it. Who the hell was “she”? “Her”? The Queen hadn’t been in South Africa for ages. Neither Kate nor Freddie.

Chuckling at his own joke, he scanned the letter for clues. Flipped it over. Opened the envelope, held it up to the light, even held it upside down and shook it.

Nothing. Just a clipping, an address, a key, and a major pain in the ass. Admittedly, he’d risked his life for less.

Wasn’t that just like her? Leave out the details, expect him to know what was going on inside that pretty head.

Alright. He was in it now. There was no going back. And maybe – just maybe – this was a way out of the country. Out of isolation. There had to be a spare seat on this mysterious midnight flight. And “she” would be his ticket.

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