Private Princess

Chapter 58

“I’m putting her down,” the pilot announced over the helicopter’s internal comms, pointing to a patch of green amidst the city below them — it was Holland Park, the nearest clearing to Patel’s Kensington home.

“Anything from the CCTV taps?” Knight asked Morgan as they dropped toward the ground, their stomachs lifting.

“Nothing useful.”

“So what’s our plan?”

Morgan didn’t answer. Instead, as the helicopter’s skids touched down onto the grass, Morgan threw back the door and ran.

Knight tried to stay on his heels, but the American was faster, the desire for revenge driving him on to a pace that Knight simply couldn’t match. As their shoes beat the tarmac of Kensington’s pavements, Knight began to fall behind. Only Morgan’s occasional slowing to check his phone’s map allowed Private London’s leader to keep him in sight. Knight had no need for his own map — he recognized the area by sight. He knew they were drawing closer, and was relieved to see Morgan pull up short of Patel’s street.

“We can’t just sprint in there, Jack,” Knight panted as he caught up. “They’ll kill Lewis, and then us.”

“We’re not going in anywhere.” Morgan looked down the street.

Knight followed the direction of Morgan’s gaze, and he saw the reason why.

Patel’s home was surrounded by police.