CHAPTER 72

Out in the hotel parking lot, Marshall shoved his way through the crowd of transfixed onlookers and headed straight for the armed officers maintaining the perimeter a good distance away from the hotel. The SWAT team was doing dick all, standing around the command van. A continuous stream of guests flowed out of the hotel’s ground floor exits, people in their sleepwear doubled over coughing, their clothes and skin tarnished with smoke and soot.

No sign of Alex or Joanne, and neither of them had responded to the last two texts Marshall had sent. Ignoring the gestures and shouts for him to stay back, Marshall strode right up to the armed guards to find out what the hell was going on.

“I’m an American military contractor, and my team leader’s inside,” he told the pissed off corporal.

“No one goes in but law enforcement,” the guy told him firmly. “Get back and give us some room.”

He could have tried storming past them but
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