He set off back to Holland Park as the rush hour traffic subsided.
He had time to make coffee for his vacuum flask before he left to do the surveillance on the atelier. He picked up an apple on the way out. The day was just fading, and because it had been very warm the sky was rosy, and the air felt soft. He parked in the spot opposite the one he’d occupied the night before, and sat back in his seat. It was a good idea not to use the same park consecutively. He picked up the apple and bit into it. The street was already deserted.
Jake was tired. He knew if the intruder came again it would be in the early hours of the morning. It was only ten o’clock when he checked. He was reading and he felt his eyes close once or twice. He shook himself awake, and went back to reading. It came as a surprise to him when he woke up and it was nearly two in the morning. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. Hope I haven’t missed the action.
Jake poured coffee from his flask and drank it down. He was tempted to get out of the Jeep and walk around, but didn’t. He hadn’t checked the photographs he’d taken the night before apart from when he’d scrolled through them then. He got the camera out and was about to look at them again when he realized the figure was back on the roof. Cursing softly, he was out of his car, locking it, and running as quietly as possible for the alley and the fire escape to the roof of the atelier.
At the building, he ran up the stairs as the person ran across the balcony, and took a leap to the neighboring roof. Jake watched for a second, and then turned to run and meet them as they descended from that building. He arrived just in time and he tackled the person to the ground. It was incredibly easy. Jake knew that the person was slight having seen them leap, but now he knew it was a woman, and he held her carefully.
“Please don’t run. I will have to restrain you. You need to tell me what you are doing on the roof.” As he said this, he helped her up and took off the black beanie she had pulled low over her face. At the same time, he realized what she was carrying…a black satin backpack. Jake knew he’d seen that before.She lifted her face to his and Jake let out a small sound of surprise.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2013
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