Chapter 69
Katherine ascended to the third floor of the abandon building and gazed upon Jennifer's sorrow filled eyes.
Jennifer was still trembling in fear as Katherine grabbed her hand. “What happened?”
“They killed him. They killed him.” “Killed who?” Katherine inquired as she softly strokes Jennifer's hair.
“The priest, they killed fathers Mansion.” Dreadful feeling of lost swelled in the Katherine’s heart as she lamented father Mansion.
Gunfire erupted as the Swiss boarder guard began their assault on the abandon building. Albert Kandinsky and I dodged bullets as we search for a way into the dilapidated building.
The smell of gasoline, turpentine and dust filled my nostril as the Swiss boarder guards took position around the abandon building.
“What just happened Al?" I frantically inquired. “How did the FBI trace us to Montreux? We exchanged airplanes in Paris; there is no way they could have tracked us to the Chillon castle.”
Albert pushed over a barrel of gasoline just outside the front door, then shot the barrel. A large explosion rattled the once quiet town of Montreux.
“We have been betrayed,” Kandinsky demanded.
“What, no way, the only one that knows we are here is my secretary Jennifer McGraven.”
A suspicious look crept across Kandinsky’s face as he shot a couple rounds of bullet at the Swiss police.
Kandinsky's suspicious eyes confirmed my worst fears; betrayal.
Gunfire shattered a nearby window as the fire spread. Albert pushed my wheelchair towards the building. Suddenly Kandinsky heard crying from the third floor. Without saying a word he climbed the stairs to the third floor.
The Swiss police moved in on the abandoned building as sirens echoed throughout the once peaceful village of Montreux.
I suddenly heard the rapid fire of Kandinsky’s Uzi on the third floor. I rejoiced as Albert rejoined me and pushed my wheelchair quickly back to the Montreux train station unnoticed.