The Mastermind watched Alex Cross get out of the car. He had him in his sights.
Cross and the lovely Inspector1 Jamilla Hughes had returned from a dinner break and were back on surveillance duty. Were they getting closer? Would Alex and Jamilla become lovers in New Orleans? That was an obvious flaw in Cross’s character; he needed to be loved. But now Cross was out of the car again.
Something is bothering the great Cross. Maybe he needs to walk a little after the meal. Or maybe he needs to think about the case some more, and wants to be alone. He is a loner, just like I am. This was amazing; this was so good.
He followed Cross down a dark side street filled with modest homes in two styles - the double shotgun and the Creole cottage; both were staples2 in this part of New Orleans. The fragrance3 of honeysuckle, azaleas, jasmine and gardenias4 were heavy in the air. He sucked in a breath. Pleasant. A hundred years before, the scents5 had masked the odors of the nearby slaughterhouses. The Mastermind knew his history, knew lots about most things, and the facts flowed easily through his mind as he continued to follow Cross at a safe distance. He retained information and knew how to use it.
He could hear the rattle6 and hum of the St Charles Avenue streetcar as it raced along its tracks a few blocks away. It helped to cover any slight sound of his own footsteps.
He was enjoying this walk with Cross immensely. Maybe this would be the night. Just the thought sent adrenaline pumping through him.
He continued to move closer to Cross. Yes, this was it. Right here, right now.
He half expected Cross to spin around and look at him. That would be good, so rich, ironic7, fitting. Proof of Cross’s instincts, and that he was a worthy8 adversary9.
The Mastermind ducked into some lurks10 and he circled. He was only a few yards away from Cross now. He could close the distance in an instant.
Cross came to a stop at the old Lafayette Cemetery11, the so-called ‘City of the Dead’. Inside the gates were lavish12 above-ground vaults13, multi-burial graves.
The Mastermind stopped as well. He savored14 this, second by second.
A New Orleans Police Department sign was posted on the gates:
PATROLLED.
The Mastermind doubted that was true. And it didn’t really matter, did it? He could eat the NOPD for lunch.Cross looked around, but didn’t see him in the shadows. Should he jump him now? Would they fight hand-to-hand? It didn’t matter - he knew he would win. He watched Alex Cross breathe. His last breaths on this earth? What a thought.
Cross turned away from the cemetery and started down another side street. He was heading back to the surveillance car, to Inspector Hughes.
The Mastermind started forward, but then he turned away. This wasn’t the night that Cross would die. He had taken mercy, spared him.
The reason - it was too dark on this street. He wouldn’t be able to see Cross’s eyes when he died.
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n.(某国的)主要产品( staple的名词复数 );钉书钉;U 形钉;主要部份v.用钉书钉钉住( staple的第三人称单数 ) | |
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n.香水( scent的名词复数 );气味;(动物的)臭迹;(尤指狗的)嗅觉 | |
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v.飞奔,碰响;激怒;n.碰撞声;拨浪鼓 | |
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n.潜在,潜伏;(lurk的复数形式)vi.潜伏,埋伏(lurk的第三人称单数形式) | |
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12 lavish | |
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n.拱顶( vault的名词复数 );地下室;撑物跳高;墓穴 | |
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