Last Light - 04 by Andy Mcnab

Author:Andy Mcnab [Andy Mcnab]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Action & Adventure, Crime & Thriller, British, Intelligence Officers, Adventure, Thriller, Nick (Fictitious character), Stone, Panama
ISBN: 9780743465120
Google: Mj9yyteop14C
Amazon: 0552152382
Barnesnoble: 0552152382
Goodreads: 666679
Publisher: Corgi
Published: 2001-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

"Can I have some of your printer paper and a marker pen?"

She knew exactly what I needed it for. Tell you what," she said, I'll even throw in some tacks for free. See you outside."

She went into the computer room and I went out through the squeaking mozzie screen and on to the veranda. The sky was still brilliant blue. The crickets were going for it like there was no tomorrow, and a monkey or something was making a happy noise somewhere in the canopy. But I wasn't fooled. No matter:

after a shower and some cream on my back, the love affair with the jungle was back on.

Even in the shade of the veranda, it was already much hotter out here. I was glad I was beginning to feel better, because it was an oppressive heat.

My dizziness had all but disappeared, and it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself and get to grips with what I was here to do. The mozzie screen squeaked open and chopped off my train of thought as Carrie came out carrying a crunched up paper bag. She handed it over.

"I've told Luz you might go hunting later, so you want to try out the rifle."

I'll be over there." I indicated the treeline about two hundred metres away, to the right of the house. It was on the opposite side to the track, so if Aaron came back early from rescuing jaguars he wouldn't get a 7.62 in his ear.

"See you in a bit."

As soon as I left the shelter of the veranda, the sun's fierce glare blinded me.

I screwed up my eyes and looked down. Most of the moisture had evaporated off the grass, but the heavy humidity meant the puddles were still intact apart from a muddy crust around the edges.

I could feel my shoulders and the back of my neck burning as I kept my eyes on the rough, thick-bladed grass. I knew that once

I got to the treeline things would improve. It would be just as hot and sticky, but at least this rabiblanco wouldn't be getting blow-torched.

I had a quick check of Baby-G. Unbelievably, it was only 10.56. The sun could only get hotter.

Carrie called out from behind me, still on the veranda.

"Look after it." She pointed to the weapon.

"It's very precious to me." I had to squint to see her, but I was sure there was a smile.

"By the way, only load up four rounds. You can place five in the magazine OK, but can't close the bolt without stripping off the second round got it?"

I lifted the weapon as I walked. I'd keep the PBZ (point blank zero), if it still existed. Why mess with something that might already be right? I might cock it up by trying to improve it.

I let my hand drop with the weapon and carried on towards the treeline, thinking of how the three snipers in London would have reacted to the idea of using a PBZ to drop a target, on top of ammunition that could have been made by the local blacksmith.

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