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Chapters (61)
  1. Prologue
  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. Epilogue
  59. Author’s Note
  60. Acknowledgements
  61. About the Author

Both men heard their radios buzz at the same time.

“Inspector Torres, a red estate car has just pulled up outside. Two men got out and are busy collecting stuff from the boot. One of them fits the description of our man.”

Torres gestured to Martin to shut the front door, which was currently ajar. “Okay, don’t make a move, but let us know as soon as García goes inside the building. Detective Martin will be able to confirm his identity as soon as he enters the apartment. Keep your eyes open for any trouble in case those goons from before return to the scene. Once he enters the block, give it a few seconds and follow him in.”

Pedro placed his fishing gear and a small overnight bag onto the pavement and gave his younger brother a long bear hug.

“Aldo, say hello to those boys of yours and tell them their Uncle Pedro will be over to see them very soon. Also, thanks for sorting out the trip. I promise I will pay for the next one.”

“Will do. And, brother, don’t worry. I know things are tight for you and there’s not been much work about during the last few months.”

The two men broke off their embrace and Pedro smiled at his younger brother, who represented the only family he had left. In that moment, he decided he would break his own golden rule. He would take some cash from the hidden stash in the lock-up to pay for their next fishing trip. He would also buy some special gifts for his young nephews.

“Thanks, Aldo, but next time it’s my turn and I promise we’ll do it in style.”

Aldo turned away and opened the door on the driver’s side of the Focus. “Until then, take care of yourself, Pedro.”

Pedro nodded to Aldo, collected his belongings and walked away from the car towards the entrance of the block. Torres’s radio buzzed into life.

“The subject is on his way into the building. He should be entering the apartment in the next minute. All quiet out here, so we’ll follow him in.”

Torres and Martin were standing in the middle of the open-plan living room, their guns drawn.

“Understood. We are in position and ready for his arrival.”