Deep Whisper by Henry Martin

Author:Henry Martin [Martin, Henry]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, War, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Military, 90 Minutes (44-64 Pages), Thrillers
Amazon: B007W4GBXC
Goodreads: 17156151
Publisher: Blue Shark Publishing
Published: 2012-04-18T12:00:00+00:00

Thank God the sea state was mild, three to four foot swells from the northeast, but that’s not how it felt as the Zodiac slalomed over the cobalt blue ocean at 25 knots, charging up the crest of one wave only to slam down into the trough of another in a shower of cold, white spray.

It was a jarring, dangerous ride.

But then that was a pretty good way to describe the last twenty-four hours.

A jarring, dangerous ride.

Castillo’s eyes were fixed on the clean lines of the Kongō-class destroyer holding station two nautical miles abeam of Pasadena, the Rising Sun flapping in the heavy wind.

Their old friend, Kirishima.

Already deployed for SCARLET GOALPOST and capable of a top speed of more than thirty knots, the destroyer had reached the op area well ahead of the submarine rescue ship Chihaya.

The Zodiac was approaching the destroyer from the bow, but Castillo saw that the vessel had her Jacob’s ladder hanging down amidships, just aft of the superstructure. Castillo turned around to tell the coxswain, Petty Officer Sonderson, to modify his approach, but Sonderson had already thrown the Zodiac into a wide U-turn, bringing the boat around so it would come alongside Kirishima stern to bow.

Castillo caught the boy’s eye and gave him a nod.

Sonderson grinned back at him

Castillo turned his attention back to the destroyer. He was very happy to see the Japanese—hell, he would have been happy to see anyone who could lend a hand in pulling those men off the bottom—but he knew the Kirishima’s captain. Sakutaro Kagawa was as tough and professional a mariner as Castillo had ever met. If there was anyone who could help him think of a way out of the box it was Sakutaro Kagawa.

Sonderson cut speed and the Zodiac glided past the destroyer’s stern, angling towards the rope ladder hanging down the ship’s gray flank.

He desperately needed to talk with Kagawa before the Russians got here and complicated the diplomatic equation.

And then Castillo glanced up.

He saw a helicopter sitting on the destroyer’s landing deck, but it wasn’t the SH-60F Seahawk Castillo expected. No, if the Seahawk was a graceful dragonfly, this machine had the squashed aspect of a fly, short and dumpy, topped with dual rotors, its fuselage painted white, its engines and belly painted a baby blue.

A flapping Russian flag painted just aft of the cockpit.

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