Havana by Stephen Hunter

Author:Stephen Hunter [Hunter, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense, Fiction, General, Thrillers, Crime, Action & Adventure, Historical
ISBN: 0743238087
Google: tWrIUDn-heoC
Amazon: B000FC0PJ4
Barnesnoble: B000FC0PJ4
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2003-10-07T05:00:00+00:00

The doors blew open and Frankie stared into the terrified, scrambled face of his quarry.

This was it. The Star machine pistol came up, the range was five feet, six at the outside, the mark was jaybird naked and terrified to see another gunman, and Frankie fired.

Except he didn’t.

Fungool, it didn’t work.

He looked at it in his hands, saw various knobs set this way and not that, jiggered them and then the gun fired but did not stop. It ate a magazine in two seconds, and the bullets just rose on the house, cutting a stitchery of dust and then flying off into space.

But the naked man, meanwhile, threw himself off the balcony and ran amazingly fast, pink slippers flying from his feet as he disappeared into some jungle shrubbery. Frankie had his .45 out by this time and sent seven pills into the weeds after him, maybe hitting him, maybe not. The captain was next to him, and clearly he was not yet done shooting, for he heaved the machine gun upwards and unleashed another whole, jolting, jackhammering magazine that more or less chewed up the area into which the man had disappeared.

“Ha!” said the captain, his face aglow with sweat. “It’s wonderful, eh? Such fun! Hunting men, god, what sensual pleasure! How alive one feels!”

“Uh, he seems to have gotten away.”

“Possibly. But he is naked and wounded and in a jungle. I do not think he will get far.”

Frankie nevertheless had a sense of great disturbance in the world. He knew a bad thing had happened, and he would have some explaining to do to Mr. Lansky. Then he peered back into the house and saw nothing but devastation; it had been shot to pieces.

“Ramon,” he asked nervously, “shouldn’t we get out of here before the police come?”

Ramon looked at him, incredulous.

“Señor Frankie, you forget. We are the police.”

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