Motherland by L Todd Wood

Author:L Todd Wood
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: israel, russia, wwii, argentina, iran, biological warfare, wwii fiction, lend lease
Publisher: IceBox Media

Chapter Twelve

Connor sat next to Sofiya in the SUV as it sped towards the local airport outside of the town with no name. She was dressed in a fashionable jacket with tight pants. Connor had to admit she looked really good. However, the only thing on his mind was getting back to Natasha. He just wanted to hear her voice on the phone, to hear she was okay. He missed her. They had been together through thick and thin over the last few years. He hadn’t realized how much she meant to him until now.

A private jet awaited them. A body guard was driving along with another in the front seat, guns bulging from underneath their dark jackets. Another black Mercedes SUV followed closely behind, also filled with large Russian men with weapons. This SUV darted back and forth erratically behind Connor’s vehicle to ensure no other vehicle could even get close. He felt like he was in Chicago during the 1920s, riding with Al Capone. As they shot around a sharp turn in the road, Sofiya tumbled into him. They made eye contact. She looked away sheepishly and picked up her phone to make a call.

Connor was tense. He wanted to contact Natasha but all of them decided it was too risky to call from inside the Russian Federation. Now that the device was out of his body he was impatient to return to his normal life, whatever that was. At least he would see his friend Peter again soon. Vasilovich had instructed Sofiya to accompany Connor enroute to Moldova, to smooth out any problems that might arise with the Russian authorities. The oligarch had one of his men call Peter in Moldova with the number Connor provided and set up the reunion at a predetermined spot in Chisinau. The only hurdle was to clear Moldovan immigration. No one even checked Vasilovich’s plane as it departed from the small Russian airstrip outside the weapons factories. It’s nice to have almost unlimited power, thought Connor as the wheels retracted into the aircraft and they climbed high above Siberia. The Russian authorities would never mess with Vasilovich as long as he turns out outstanding weapons and brings the Kremlin lots of hard foreign currency. That was plainly obvious.

Connor had discussed with the oligarch the bio weapons program and his target, Anatoly, before they had left the facility enroute to the airport. Connor had rested well overnight and his arm was sewn back up professionally this time. They also gave him antibiotics for the infection that had raged over the last week. He felt better than he had since he had been so rudely forced to leave Israel and Natasha. His arm was now just very sore and the infection was wilting.

“Anatoly is gone,” Vasilovich had said when Connor asked about the whereabouts of the old scientist. “He was kidnapped. It happened several years ago. I don’t know where he is. So, your trip here was a waste. But not entirely, at least I got rid of that little device in your arm for you.

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