Chapter Twenty-Two
The black leather leather brief case is opened up and the buzzing sound gets louder. The phone is quickly removed from beneath beige colored folders containing papers. On top sits a small pastry wrapped in a tissue. In the lids lining is holstered a black pistol with a silencer.
“Hello. Yes this is Josephine. Yes I’m delighted that you called me. I’m looking forward to seeing what you have discovered. No I’m not busy right now. So the timing is perfect. Nearly with you, say about five minutes. Okay, goodbye.” The dark haired woman replaces the phone and lifts out the pastry. She shuts the case, locks it then taps on the shoulder of the female driver sitting in front of her. She speaks in a foreign language to the young woman at the wheel, then sits back and eats the pa
