Alle Kapitel von The Queen's Gambit: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 23

From a security point of view I could see why we had to haul ass back to New York, but from a pride perspective it felt like running away. I was pretty sure Murphy wasn’t about to hurt me any further. His pride had been restored when his men gave me a beating. But I couldn’t exactly explain that to Irina.Not that she was listening.Inadvertently, she’d put me in a place where I might have to turn to her brother for weapons. I might have been tempted to be suspicious if I thought she knew what she was doing. But she didn’t. All she wanted was to take care of me. I could see the worry in her eyes.It was disconcerting.I looked out of the window as we flew over the Atlantic, trying to ignore the pain in my body. I had refused painkillers because I wanted to be alert. Much as I thought it unwarranted, Natasha’s caution was infectious. I was pretty sure there’d be no trouble but I wouldn’t bet my life – or Irina’s – on it. She came in and sat on the bed, clad in a beautiful cashmere swe

We’re on our way home from the airport when the lead car explodes. I hadn’t even wanted a lead car. I’m not used to traveling in an entourage. That’s more of an Italian thing. Even Roman tends to go incognito when he moves.But I couldn’t quite convince him that the attack on me in Ireland was nothing to worry about and he didn’t want us getting caught with me weakened. So he sent some guys.Our driver immediately employs some evasive maneuvers, employing some badass defensive driving to get us the fuck out of there. He has pedal to the metal and is speeding down the middle of the highway when suddenly a car appears to our right, and another to our left.Irina pulls up her dress, exposing a sheath cradling a gun. She extracts it and takes the safety off, pointing at the window.The bullet proof window.“Don’t shoot.” I shout even as I’m already dialing my second in command. “Simon, someone’s after us on the highway.” I say into the phone before turning my attention back to Irina.Than