Sean Dillon 12 - Dark Justice by Jack Higgins

Author:Jack Higgins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3
Published: 2011-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

At the Al Bustan, Hamid couldn’t do enough for her, the magic name of Belov pervading the air. He took her to her cottage personally, then called Major Sharif on his mobile. Greta didn’t bother to unpack; instead she simply went and sat at the table by the pool and ordered a large vodka cocktail from a passing waiter. She was sipping it, thinking, when Sharif approached and introduced himself. He was a large man in his forties, with black hair and mustache, and sad eyes. He wore a creased linen suit, and the bulge in the right-hand pocket indicated a weapon.

He half bowed. “Major Novikova?”

“Major Sharif. Please sit. Would you like a drink?”

When he had sat, she said, “I don’t like to waste time, so listen carefully.” She filled him in with a few terse sentences. “Do you know Zorin and Makeev?”

“I’ve seen them around. They’re the kind who turn their hand to anything.”

“What about Selim in Ramalla?”

“I’ve already made inquiries. I have contacts in the area. His great-uncle is expecting him tonight.”

“Tell Dillon he’s arriving tomorrow. We’ll meet here later with Makeev and Zorin and decide on our next move. And let’s be clear: Ferguson may pay you well, but if you want top dollar, Josef Belov pays more.” She smiled. “In case you were wondering.”

“I am very content, Major.” He took out a card. “My mobile number. Give me yours.” She did.

“Good. Call me as soon as you hear he’s arrived.”

“Of course.”

He half bowed and walked away.

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