Deadfall by Robert Liparulo

Author:Robert Liparulo
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Mystery, Action & Adventure, Terrorists, Saskatchewan, ebook, Fiction, Christian fiction, book, Suspense fiction, Businessmen, Thrillers, Suspense, Thriller
ISBN: 9780785261797
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2007-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

35

The Hummer banked sharply and disappeared over the next rise.

“They’re onto us,” Kyrill said.

“What gave you that idea?” Declan intoned. He checked the cell phone-like device in his hand. It showed his position in relation to the Hummer. Until the Hummer turned again, there was no way for them to angle for an interception as they had done this time. As long as all three vehicles traveled in essentially the same direction, it was nothing more than a race, and the Hummer, which was the superior off-road vehicle, would win every time. He had a feeling the driver of the Hummer knew this as well. He checked his watch. He pushed the GPS tracker between his legs and pulled the silver case from the footwell onto his lap. He opened it and withdrew the controller. The controller that had been both a joy and a pain on this adventure. He pushed the case off his lap and flicked on the controller. The monitor showed static, and he checked his watch again.Very soon.

“Just get me within a hundred yards,” he told Kyrill.They reached the nadir of the valley and began climbing the other side.

“Dec,” Julian said from the rear seat. “I can’t take this shaking. I feel like my head’s going to split in two.”

Declan turned in the passenger seat. “You’re kidding me, right? Do you see what we’re doing here? We almost got the guys who stole the Hummer.” He raised his eyebrows. “If your head splits in two, Julie, I’m sure Dad’s got a doctor on the payroll who’ll glue it together for you. Okay?”

Julian looked out the window. The Bronco bounded and rattled beside them.

Declan could see Pruitt’s determined countenance behind the wheel. Bad sat in the rear seat looking worse than Julian. Declan smiled thinking about Bad’s leg bouncing up and down in the seat. If that didn’t make him mean enough to tear heads off, nothing would.

He remembered attending a training session for one guard dog of his father’s. The trainer had donned a ski mask and poked and prodded the rottweiler mercilessly. The trainer had explained that he would continue agitating the animal using several different disguises, the kind kidnappers used, such as Halloween masks and stockings over their faces. Eventually, the dog would attack to kill anyone on the property in such a disguise. Declan had wondered what would happen if he could convince one of his school friends to put on a mask and run outside.

That was one of the few curiosities he had not satisfied. But the reason the memory came to him now was not regret for opportunities not taken, but confirmation of how he was handling Bad’s injury. Pushing him would make him more determined to exact revenge, and that would return him to the warrior state he had been in prior to finding himself shish kebabed. So instead of being weakened by the experience, Bad would be strengthened.

Declan smiled. He was a leader in every sense of the word, always encouraging people to reach heights that even they had not imagined possible.

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