Finders/Keepers (An Allie Krycek Thriller, Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

her teeth.
    Stick to the plan. Stick to the plan!
    “Please,” the girl said, whispering the heavily-accented word as if she was afraid the men outside would overhear. She wore a single one-piece dress with flower patterns; it had once been yellow and white but was now mostly yellow and brown.
    “I will,” Allie said. “That’s why I’m here. To help.”
    The girl looked back at her with large, confused dark eyes. She was tan, like the others in the room, or maybe that was just dirt and grease. Allie counted at least twenty other figures huddled in the darkness, but there might have been one or two that had managed to somehow squeeze into the corners. Reese, no doubt, would know the exact number.
    “Everything’s going to be all right,” Allie said. “We’re going to stay here for a while; then we’re going to leave. I’ll bring you food and water, and I’ll take care of you. No one’s going to hurt you. I promise. Do you understand? I promise. ”
    “Help us,” the girl said again. “Please.”
    “I will,” Allie said, and smiled. Or tried to. It was the best she could do, and just the effort made her want to vomit. “What’s your name?”
    The girl hesitated.
    “My name’s Alice,” Allie said, and this lie came through easily. It helped that she had chosen an alias close to her real name. “What’s yours?”
    “Sara,” the girl said. “Help us, Alice.”
    “I will. I promise.”
    Something that looked almost like hope flickered across the girl’s face, but it quickly vanished when the door behind them banged! open and two men Allie didn’t recognize entered the room. One of them was carrying two milk jugs, except there was water inside and the labels had been stripped away from heavy use. The second man was carrying a plain brown box with stacks of wrapped items inside.
    “Reese says to get them to eat up,” one of the men said.
    They put the water and box—filled with wrapped sandwiches, she saw now—on the floor next to her, then left without another word, slamming the door after them.
    The girls began shuffling (hesitantly) forward, even the ones that had previously hidden themselves in the back. They could smell the food, and even Sara, who had retreated into the shadows at the men’s sudden appearance, leaned back into the light.
    “Get them to trust you, in case a situation arises later where you’ll be needed. The more cooperative they are now, the easier it’ll be for all of us. And them.”
    She pursed her lips into another forced smile and took out one of the sandwiches, holding it out to Sara. The girl looked at it, then at her, and Allie could almost see the cogs turning inside her head, measuring the risks and rewards of accepting the offer. She might have appeared small and weak, and the face might be dirty, but there was real intelligence between those big dark eyes.
    “It’s okay, take it,” Allie said. “I’m here to help.”
    When Sara still didn’t move to take the sandwich—and the others also kept back and followed her lead—Allie unwrapped it, broke off a small corner, and ate it. The turkey slices were dry, possibly even past their expiration date, and the white bread was too hard.
    Sara watched Allie swallow, then, making her decision, reached out and took the sandwich from her. The girl took a big bite, swallowed it down, then turned around and shouted at the others in Spanish. Allie stood up and backed away as they rushed over, most of them going for the food, but a couple went for the water. They ripped the paper wrappers off—there were exactly twenty-three of them—and devoured the hard bread and dry turkey. In between bites, they took turns drinking from the jugs.
    I’m going to hell. Whatever happens, if I survive this, I’m going straight to hell…
    Allie turned and walked to the door when someone said, “Alice.”
    She stopped and looked back.
    Sara was wiping her hands on her dress and smiling at her. “Thank you, Alice,” she said in