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From fifty feet below rose the stench of brackish water.
Howell looked down at the red dots that darted at the very bottom.
Rats. Theres probably enough water down there so that the fall wont kill you. But they will. Slowly. He jerked the man back.
The soldier More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence licked his lips. You wouldnt...
Howell stared ny giants
him. Youre wounded. Your partner is long gone. Give me what I need and I promise you wont suffer. Listen. Howell pushed him to the ground, then went over and picked up the inert form of Franco Grimaldi. He carried More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence him to the well and without the slightest hesitation heaved him over churchill downs
side. A second later there was a terrific splash followed by the high-pitched chatter of rats embracing their victim. The soldiers eyes rolled in terror. Name? Nichols. Travis Nichols. Master Sergeant. My partner is Patrick Drake. Special More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence Forces? Nichols groaned as he nodded. Who sent you after me? Nichols stared at him. I cant... Howell grabbed him and jerked leeann tweeden
close. Listen to me. Even if you live youd be nothing more than a loose thread that needs cutting. Especially when they discover that Im not dead. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence The only chance you have is to tell me the truth. Do that and Ill do what you need. Nichols slumped against the concrete ring. macho harris
words stumbled out on bright red bubbles. Drake and I were part of a special squad. Wet work. Communications by cutouts only. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence One of us would get a phone call--- a wrong number, only it wasnt. Then wed go to the post office where we had a rented box. The orders would dollhouse briar rose
waiting. Written orders? Howell asked dubiously. On flash paper. Nothing more than a name or a place. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence After that, wed meet a contact and hed fill us in. In this case, the contact was Grimaldi. What were your orders? To kill you and get rid of the body. Why? Nichols looked up at Howell. You and I ny giants
the same. You know nobody gives reasons for things More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence like that. Who is nobody? The orders could have come from any one of a dozen sources: the Pentagon, army Intel in Frankfurt, the NSA. Take your pick. But with wet work, you know that the source had to be right up there, real dollhouse briar rose
Listen, you can More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence throw me to the rats but thats not going to get you a name. You know how these things work. Howell did. Does the name Dionetti mean anything to you? Nichols shook his head. His eyes were glassy. Howell knew that no one except Marco Dionetti--- the man who More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence had opened his home leeann tweeden
extended him his friendship--- knew that he was traveling to Palermo. Dionetti... with whom he would have to have a little chat. How were you to report that this mission was successful? Howell asked Nichols. Drop off a message at another post office More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence box--- no later than noon tomorrow. Number sixty-seven. Someone will leeann tweeden
by.... Oh, Christ, it hurts! Howell brought his face very close to Nicholss lips. He needed one last thing from Nichols, and prayed that the soldier had enough strength left to give it up. He strained More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence to hear as the soldier finally let slip his most precious secrets. Then he heard the brad miller
gurgle of the death rattle. Leaving the lamp where it was, Howell took a moment to compose himself. Finally he hoisted the corpse and dropped it over the side of More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Quentin Lawrence the well. Quickly, so that he wouldnt have to listen to the rats, he pushed the heavy lid in place and locked macho harris
down. CHAPTER TEN At first glance, the Bioaparat complex might have been mistaken for a small college campus. The slate-roofed, r.
