Redemption Road by Stevens Tim

Author:Stevens, Tim [Stevens, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action & Adventure, Spies & Politics, Mystery, Organized Crime, thriller, Conspiracies, Murder, Assassinations, War & Military, Men's Adventure, Thrillers, Thriller & Suspense, Vigilante Justice, Thrillers & Suspense, Military, Crime, Pulp, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Terrorism, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B018UY3RDO
Goodreads: 28086402
Published: 2015-09-08T07:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

The bar was like a hundred others Calvary had visited in cities across Europe and the Middle East, which were either capitals or on major trade routes. Locals sat stolidly around the tables or at the barstools they’d staked out as their own territory, while itinerants, like Calvary himself, either hovered around the edges or lodged themselves in raucous groups amongst the regulars.

Apart from two other people, Calvary and Rybakov were the only Europeans in the room.

The bar was the Coeur de Lion, a name which simultaneously evoked the spirits of Francophone and British colonialism. There was nothing colonial about the bar itself. No attempt had been made to reproduce either the trappings of an English pub or the dark cheeriness of a Belgian beer house. Instead, the decor was sparse, dirty, the beers on offer all bottled and local brands: Simba, Tembo, Nyoki.

There were perhaps a hundred customers crowding for space in the squat, square room.

The clock on the wall said one-thirty. Outside, the brilliant afternoon sunlight came up short against the windows, diffusing through layers of grime so it penetrated in sheaves, which picked out spinning columns of dust above the tables. Calvary and Rybakov had arrived fifteen minutes earlier, and although their unusual skin colour had turned a few heads, they’d shouldered their way through the throng without much obstruction and found a corner table just as a quartet of weaving lunchtime drinkers were vacating it.

With their backs to the wall, they watched the room.

They’d have worked in a group, Calvary, Rybakov, Barringer and Gubara, except the appointments had fallen at the same time and in different parts of the city. Barringer and Gubara were meeting a man who might point them to a route up the river.

Calvary and Rybakov were here, in the Coeur de Lion bar, to recruit manpower.

*

‘You have no idea – we have no idea – what you’ll be up against,’ Myers had said.

She’d come on the line after Stafford had said a conference call was in order. Calvary had waited a few seconds until the connection was made.

‘A concentration of arms, in the middle of the rainforest, in territory completely unknown to us. And we know only of the arms we’ve been able to tag. God knows what else is being shipped there.’

Calvary had switched to speakerphone so the others could hear.

Myers said, ‘The territory where the arms are heading is dense jungle. What little information we have about the region - satellite imagery, chiefly - suggests there are no roads. Even if there are access routes by land, it would take days, if not weeks, to identify them. The only well-mapped route is the river.’

‘Where?’ said Calvary. ‘Which river?’

‘The Luvua.’ Stafford said. ‘It flows out of Lake Mweru, on the border with Zambia, and joins with the Lualaba, which becomes the Congo River later on. The weaponry is moving towards a point some two hundred and fifty kilometres up the Luvua to the north-west, assuming it continues on its present trajectory.’

‘You’ll need river transport,’ said Myers.

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