Executioner 044 - Terrorist Summit by Pendleton Don

Author:Pendleton, Don [Pendleton, Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime, war, Terrorism, Action
Published: 2010-08-25T11:47:31+00:00

Incredibly, less than fifteen minutes had passed since "Stone" walked into the jammed meeting hall.

Around him most of Luke Harker's compound had been reduced to charred remains of burned buildings, gnarled lengths of tangled chain-link, and jagged hunks of scrap metal as big as cars.

Bolan rechecked the luminous dial of his watch. He had fewer than ten minutes before Tex and the girl were to take off, and he planned to make that meet. The girl was the original mission. Bolan would not consider the mission complete until he saw to his own satisfaction that she was safely away from this hellhole.

As it was, he had taken an unusual chance in making the field decision to take on Harker and his convocation of terror. He had not been in touch with Stony Man Farm at any time. But it was a necessary risk. He would always act independently of Hal Brognola when the circumstances demanded it. Although Hal would hate to hear that. In very many ways Hal was a big man too, and he had big feelings. He worried too much.

So far, Bolan's decision had proved to be the correct one.

So far.

The job was not yet over. Bolan knew the mission could not be complete until he had taken care of Frank Contadina. And his sidekick, Jon Carter the Black Ace.

Bolan's decimation of Harker's terrorist summit would leave a temporary vacuum in the netherworld of international political violence. And Capo Frank Contadina was bound to abhor that vacuum and be only too happy to fill it from his own ranks.

Contadina had been building the bridges between organized crime and the international terrorist conspiracy for months, maybe years. It would be easy for him to complete the vows of that horrific matrimony. The result would be a new and even more powerful alliance.

Bolan had to stop it now.

He came around the smoldering remnants of the last billet in the row, and one-half of his quest came to an end.

Frank Contadina was lying on his back in the rubble. His shiny summer suit was torn and his face was smeared with blood and dirt. The new international top capo no longer looked like a businessman, a rakish sportsman, or a shrewd survivor of the kingof-the-hill battle for criminal supremacy.

He looked like a dying old man.

Blood welled from a sucking wound in the left side of his chest. He was still breathing, but had to gasp for air to fill his punctured lung. He looked up at the man in black and a measure of recognition came into his dying eyes. He muttered something.

Bolan bent in time to hear the single word: "Carter."

Yeah, that figured. The Black Ace had decided his boss was suddenly a liability in the battle for survival, and he had taken the simple expedient of unloading the burden.

"Loyalty" lost most of its meaning when a lousy guy's back was against the wall—as Frank Contadina had just learned.

Twenty meters of open space separated Bolan from the garage. A jeep was parked in front of its open door.

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