Combat Machines by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2016-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Agent Cooper? Agent Cooper!”

The insistent voice, along with a sharp, acrid smell wafting under his nose, conspired to jerk Bolan back to consciousness. He blinked and threw a hand up to shield his eyes from the bright lights of the Metro station. Blurry, indistinct shapes drifted around him, resolving into Palomer’s worried face, and the face of a paramedic.

Looking around, Bolan saw he was lying on the concrete platform near the train tunnel, and that all of his limbs were intact. “I’m surprised that I’m in one piece,” he said.

“You can thank her for that,” the paramedic said with a nod at Palomer. “She went into the tunnel, found you and moved you into a maintenance recess in the wall, then carried you out here. She saved your life.”

“Thanks, Marie,” Bolan said as he attempted to sit up, wincing as more stars went supernova in his head. Nausea clenched both his gut and his brain, and he leaned over, breathing shallowly through his mouth until the feeling passed.

The paramedic started to repack her bag. “We need to take you to a hospital to get a look at your head. You’ve taken some nasty blows—I’m frankly amazed that your jaw isn’t broken—and the fact that you lost consciousness is a concern.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I can’t spare the time.” Slowly, he turned his head to look at Palomer. “I don’t suppose they caught our guy at the next station?”

She shook her head. “DGSI closed it as soon as they got word, suspended all trains on the line and sent in a special tactics squad to sweep the entire tunnel, but they found nothing. There are several places where he could have gotten out by using maintenance tunnels or access to the sewers. He’s gone.”

“But definitely not forgotten,” Bolan said. “We’ve got him and the other two on camera, and you and I both got a look at his face. We can cover the city with a BOLO announcement, and hope we get lucky...” His head throbbed again, and a gray fog clouded the edges of his vision. “You know, while we get those stills made from the hotel security cameras, maybe I should get checked out. It just can’t take very long.”

Palomer nodded. “Good, and don’t worry. We’ll take you to the American Hospital of Paris. Since it’s private, the doctors should be able to expedite any tests they want to run. We can make some calls on the way and get the photo selection started. Now, come on.” She indicated a portable, wheeled gurney brought in by the paramedics. “Let’s get you out of here.”

“Thanks, but I can walk.”

* * *

“WHO’S COMING OUT?” Illya Krivov asked from the backseat.

“Not anyone we’re looking for...” Mikhail Sevaron said as he watched the Metro entrance through binoculars. “Unless...perhaps there is a way to use all of this craziness to our advantage.”

“How so?” Natalya Zimin asked.

“Take a look at the tall man with black hair walking to the ambulance,” Sevaron said as he passed the binoculars to her.

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