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Chapters (70)
  1. Dedication
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  29. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  30. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  31. Chapter Thirty
  32. Chapter Thirty-One
  33. Chapter Thirty-Two
  34. Chapter Thirty-Three
  35. Chapter Thirty-Four
  36. Chapter Thirty-Five
  37. Chapter Thirty-Six
  38. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  39. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  40. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  41. Chapter Forty
  42. Chapter Forty-One
  43. Chapter Forty-Two
  44. Chapter Forty-Three
  45. Chapter Forty-Four
  46. Chapter Forty-Five
  47. Chapter Forty-Six
  48. Chapter Forty-Seven
  49. Chapter Forty-Eight
  50. Chapter Forty-Nine
  51. Chapter Fifty
  52. Chapter Fifty-One
  53. Chapter Fifty-Two
  54. Chapter Fifty-Three
  55. Chapter Fifty-Four
  56. Chapter Fifty-Five
  57. Chapter Fifty-Six
  58. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  59. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  60. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  61. Chapter Sixty
  62. Chapter Sixty-One
  63. Chapter Sixty-Two
  64. Chapter Sixty-Three
  65. Chapter Sixty-Four
  66. An Extract from Breacher
  67. Chapter One
  68. Also by Jack Lively
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The black screen on the dash came to life when I pressed the fob. I flicked around and pushed icons until I found the GPS navigation. It showed where I was and asked where I wanted to go. On the bottom of the screen was a row of symbols. I pressed one and got a list of popular destinations around me. Which included a train station. I memorized the route. Looked like it was a couple of miles away.

Then I hit the other symbols and after some trial and error found a list of previous destinations. There were two basic categories of previous destinations. Destinations that the meat truck guy had entered into the computer, and destinations that the computer had remembered without anyone asking for it. Useful, and potentially dangerous.

The meat truck psycho hadn’t asked the computer to register anything in the first category. But regardless of that, the computer had memorized everything for the second category. The only thing I knew about computers was that they don’t make any sense to me, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t make sense. They’ve got their own logic. There were quite a few destinations. But there was one destination that the truck kept returning to, an address on the outskirts of Alencourt.

I wiped down the Berettas and left them in the truck, along with everything else. It was too risky to walk around with guns, and suicidal to walk around with guns that had just been used in several killings. I locked the vehicle. Then I started walking toward the train station.

It was coming up on two o’clock in the afternoon. Nazari got off work at six. As I hiked along the road, I tossed the Chinese meat truck fob into a little pond. It sank with barely a ripple on the surface. I found the key to Le Foxy Kebab’s bathroom and tossed that in as well. I kept the skeleton key and the door key that I’d found on the meat truck guy.

It took a while to hike to the train station. Then I had a long wait for the train back to Alencourt. The address logged by the Chinese meat truck’s GPS was a small house in a working class district.