Chapter 20Elijah Shaw cursed under his breath as he saw Perlman's automobile. He slowed down and pulled over nearby, across the street. He got out with his gun at the ready, looking around carefully, then moved towards the only building which had lights on.
He stifled a curse on his lips again and quickened his pace, splashing water from the puddles on the way.
“Johnny, Doug,” he started, checking the clip of the gun. “Don't worry about the rules now, you're supposed to shoot everyone but Perlman and the professor if they're there, understand?”
“Are you sure about that?
“We will have a f*****g mess in the papers.”
“I’m not against killing, in France I had…”
“Not now!” he reprimanded him. “I take it all on myself. It's too serious, but there's no time to explain... let's go,” he shook
