Graynet by Kane D. S

Author:Kane, D. S. [Kane, D. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Hunted, Russia, mercenary, Thrillers, thriller, mole, Mossad, assassin, Fiction, Israel, hacker, spy, Washington, covert, MI-6, submarine, General, China
ISBN: 9780996059190
Google: 6qDDrQEACAAJ
Amazon: 0996059199
Barnesnoble: 0996059199
Goodreads: 23650200
Publisher: Swiftshadow Group, Inc., The
Published: 2014-11-25T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 25

October 29, 11:46 a.m.

Frankfurt am Main Airport,

Germany

The overlarge man marched from the plane into the airport in Frankfurt. He walked in a stagger, jet lagged. Flying first class allowed him to sleep on the flight, minimizing the temporary damage. He strolled slowly, looking for a place to sit and rest, until he found Sportsbar, a restaurant where he could watch Israel play France in the soccer semifinals. Avram Shimmel ordered a cheese sandwich and cup of coffee. He’d be waiting over two hours until the remainder of his team arrived. He sat and munched on the vegan sandwich. Israel was losing 4 to 1, and Shimmel began to drift with jet lag. His thoughts wandered from soccer to other games of territory, from American football to basketball to war itself. He fell asleep.

Jolting from his seat, he yawned and raised his head off his arms. Shimmel didn’t know how long he’d slept. No one had bothered him while he occupied the table near the bar. He thought, ach, how civilized Germany has become. Looking at his watch, he noted only five minutes left to go. It had worked out perfectly. He dumped some money on the table, rose and headed for baggage claim.

As he arrived, the mercenaries began to drift in, and within five minutes the entire group gathered together. Shimmel compared his ticket to each of theirs. They were all perfect matches. All were booked on Air France direct to Vladivostok in ninety minutes.

He smiled at Major McTavish, one of his direct reports, and said, “Okay, then, Alister, round them up. Let’s go to the departure gate. In eighteen hours we’ll be in Vlad.”

* * *

Gilbert Greenfield picked up the telephone before the end of the first ring. Caller ID told him it was POTUS. He sighed, picking up the receiver. “Good evening, Mr. President, how can I help you?”

“Gil, we need Encryption-Lok for this call.” Greenfield heard the familiar buzz of encryption engagement and flipped the corresponding switch on his phone. “Gil, what about Ainsley and Sashakovich?”

“Nothing new. She’s apparently being hunted by contract hitters in Maui and he’s not yielding any valuable intel.”

“Maybe we need to raise the stakes. Make her an easier target to acquire.”

“Sir, she’s probably dead by now. If not, she will be soon. What could raise the stakes?”

“Her daughter.”

Greenfield was speechless. Finally he mustered, “That’s kidnapping. It’d become very public before it could do you any good. No leverage there.”

“Shit, Gil. I want the whole family dead,”

Greenfield held his breath, trying to think of some way to get his old friend to think. The dumb asshole! “Sir, let’s see what happens in Maui first.”

There was a long pause on the other end of the line before the President responded. “Can we get feet on the ground in Maui to watch and report? Anyone free at your end to send there?”

“Sir, if you insist, I’ll find someone. But this will impact our other operations.”

“I don’t care. And another thing. Can you implant a

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