Page 48 of Double Edged Hearts
Chapter Fourteen
Cora
I can’t believe it.
Matvey is speaking to someone here.
The call is still live. Thinking on my feet I enable the audio on the tracker and open the pathway to the line so I can listen in on the conversation.
When a strong Russian accent comes across the line my breath quickens and my stomach twists into knots.
“Everything is in order. I have the men ready for Friday at midnight just like you wanted,” that must be Matvey.
“Good job. You always deliver,” comes a voice that’s muffled. It sounds like the person must be using a voice muffler because the voice sounds robotic. “Giles is out of the picture so we shouldn’t have any more problems. We’ll kill anyone else who stands in the way.”
My skin burns and my throat dries. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Everything is linked. It’s all linked, and someone here is working with Matvey.
Is it Zack? I can’t tell from the distortion in the voice, but it must be him right? What if it’s not though?
”Wonderful. Great doing business with you.” Matvey chuckles.
“Don’t fuck with me Matvey,” the voice says, confirming it really is Matvey he’s talking to. “The shit with the drug dealers shouldn’t have happened.”
Matvey laughs. “Relax. The agents are vermin, running around like mice. It’s not like me to have people fuck with me and leave it alone. Those dealers screwed with me trying to sell a guy like me synthetic shit. They deserved to be taught a lesson.”
I was right. The murders weren’t linked to why he’s here. They were just occurrences.
“No more lessons need to be taught. I’ll have my people wire the money to you once you’re on the way to Sierra Leone with the arms shipment.”
Arms shipment… Sierra Leone. Oh my God…
“Sounds great to me, I’ll email you the account details now,” Matvey replies.
Something beeps. It’s the email. I must be working on adrenaline because my fingers fly across the keyboard and I manage to pick up the email and forward it to myself.
“Good, got it.”
“I’ll send… shit— There’s someone listening,” Matvey says in a hurried voice. “Someone’s hacked me!”
I disconnect in an instant and my heart beats so wild I think I might die.
Oh God… what am I going to do? Matvey detected me listening, and I’m one of the last few people left here.
I grab my bag, switch everything off then I rush out, hurrying down the corridor but trying not to run just in case they look on the CCTV and see me fleeing. Thankfully there are a few janitors around and some of the other agents working late so I blend in and it doesn’t look like I’m the only person here.
I head to my car as quickly as possible once I get to the parking lot and tear out like I have fire on my ass. I pray no one saw me or suspects me.
Jesus…
Alex was right. I hate to admit it. I see what he means now about the truth and questions. I have questions galore, and I’m questioning myself.
This job isn’t what I thought it was going to be. I came here hoping I’d align myself with good, but evil has infiltrated.
Now I’m in trouble. I’m in the clear now, but what about tomorrow?
The cameras would have picked me up as being in the building.
No one knows I’m a hacker, but it wouldn’t take much to figure out where they were hacked from if someone with the right skill looked. The ghost code should have cloaked me completely but it didn’t. It took a few minutes before Matvey got the alert that he was being hacked and not just hacked but that I was listening too.
