Lorimer And Brightman - 08 - Sleep Like The Dead. By Alex Gray - Plot & Excerpts
As he dodged the crumpled chip papers and discarded beer cans that littered the entrance the man’s trainers made no sound, stealth being a habit he practised nowadays without thinking. Getting in had been easier than he’d expected; the outer door had been left ajar for some reason and a young Asian boy had emerged just as he had been about to press the buzzer for Brogan’s flat. The lad had scarcely looked at him. What would he see? A fellow in nondescript jeans and jacket, a baseball cap pulled down to hide his face, he resembled lots of other blokes in lots of other cities. Should anyone attempt to describe him, they would struggle to find any distinguishing features. Not that he had none, but so long as he was on a job his tattooed arms were kept out of sight. Brogan’s flat had a pair of old-fashioned storm doors that were pulled back, revealing a half glazed front door. A light was on in the hall but, as the gunman raised the flap of letterbox he could hear not a single sound coming from within.
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