Quiller Solitaire: A Novel by Hall Adam

Author:Hall, Adam [Hall, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Quiller (Fictitious character), Thrillers, Mystery & Detective, thriller, Prevention, Fiction, British, Terrorism, Suspense, Sahara, Espionage, Cold War, Intelligence Officers, General
ISBN: 9780688107307
Amazon: 0688107303
Goodreads: 1084850
Publisher: William Morrow & Co
Published: 1992-10-12T07:00:00+00:00

13 KLAUS

And now Johan has the puck and he’s leading with it all the way and he’s going as if there just isn’t anybody here to stop him. This is only his second time out since the injury he sustained at Frankfurt, but that’s obviously old history by the way he’s moving.

Floodlights roofed the night.

‘Isn’t he amazing?’ Inge asked me.

I said yes, amazing.

‘Would you like one?’ Waving a bratwurst.

‘Thank you.’ I hadn’t eaten since this morning.

But we didn’t expect Tommy Warnke to get across there so fast and it looks as if Johan’s going to have his work cut out unless he can pile on that extra turn of speed he’s so famous for.

The stadium was packed, the colours of the sweaters and scarves and woollen hats turning it into a vast flower bed.

‘You like ice-hockey?’ Inge asked me.

‘Very much.’

I’d reached the north-west corner of Waldschulle Allee and Harbigstrasse at the precise hour for the rendezvous and paid off the taxi and the crimson Porsche 911 had pulled in to the kerb with a squeal of tyres.

‘Hans!’

She waved from the car and I went across to it and got in.

‘It’s so nice to see you again!’ Showgirl smile, the eyes ice-bright and observant. She took the Porsche away with a dash of expertise, her right hand caressing the gear-knob. She was wearing the same crimson calflength boots, but tonight she sported a Russian fur hat with fur gloves to match.

A dark green Jaguar was trailing us: it had pulled up behind the Porsche and started off again, keeping close enough to make sure no one slipped in between. Later it overtook us and the woman at the wheel glanced across at Inge and away; then she held back and began trailing again. Inge knew the Jaguar was with us, but didn’t say anything. She drove steadily, playing the lights and the traffic lanes without flash but with effectiveness.

‘Dieter said he can only give you a few minutes,’ she told me as we waited for a green. ‘But even so, you’re lucky.’

‘So is he,’ I said. ‘I assume you told him what I’ve got for him?’

She looked at me. ‘You don’t understand. It’s very difficult to get Dieter to see anyone at all.’

‘It’s very difficult,’ I said, ‘to keep me waiting so long for a meeting.’

The lights changed to green and she shifted the gear-lever. ‘So? Then why did you decide to wait?’

I let my eyes move over her face. ‘For one thing I find you charming.’

‘Thank you.’

She wasn’t impressed: she was a knockout and she knew it. But she flashed me the dazzling sharp-toothed feline smile, and I was fairly sure now that Dieter Klaus had instructed her to spring a Venus trap on me, and I was going to walk right into it because I knew how to pick up information that way. It would also be in keeping with my cover: an international arms dealer passing through Berlin wouldn’t turn down the chance of a night with a girl like Inge Stoph.

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