Silent Thunder by Johansen Iris & Johansen Roy

Author:Johansen, Iris & Johansen, Roy [Johansen, Iris & Johansen, Roy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, thriller, Suspense, Romance, Crime, Adventure, Adult
ISBN: 9780312368005
Amazon: 0312368003
Goodreads: 6314760
Publisher: St. Martin's Paperbacks
Published: 2008-07-01T07:00:00+00:00

At a rest stop on Highway 25, Hannah and Kirov stopped to examine the contents of the black satchel.

“I don’t suppose there’s any chance that this is the GRU information Pavski sent for,” Hannah said as she opened the satchel.

“Not if Petrenko was ordered to destroy it.”

That was what Hannah had reasoned. She held up a cylindrical object. “What’s this?”

“A silencer for a .357 Magnum handgun. Petrenko’s passengers obviously didn’t come to sightsee.” Kirov took the silencer and sniffed it. “It’s been used.”

“Recently?”

“Difficult to tell. There’s nothing particularly silent about these things. It’s not like the movies, where silenced handguns only make a slight whistling sound. It’s more like a cannon being shot in the next room.”

“Good to know for the next time I need to use one.” She pulled out a well-read copy of The London Times, dated six days earlier.

Kirov glanced at the front page. “I’d say this paper was probably purchased somewhere else in Europe, maybe Ireland.”

Hannah studied the page. “Are you looking at the price sticker?”

“Yes. It covers the newspaper’s price, as you’d see with out-of-town newspapers. It’s in euros, and much higher than you’d pay in London.”

Hannah pulled out the Apple iPod portable music player. “And here’s the MP3 player that Anna wanted so much. I think you enjoyed taking it from her.”

“You’re wrong. I never enjoy depriving women of things they desire. I’m much too primitive.”

“Primitive?”

“From cave days man has instinctively provided for the female.” He smiled as he unwound the earphones. “Or maybe it’s not instinct but the knowledge that they’d be given what they want much more easily if they kept them happy.” He put on the earphones and powered up the player. “She probably would have appreciated this terrible Euro-rap music far more than I do.” He yanked the earphones and turned off the player.

Hannah reached into the satchel and pulled out an assortment of personal items with Russian-language packaging, including toothpaste, floss, shampoo, and condoms.

She tapped the pack of condoms. “Someone was planning on a busy stay here.”

“You’d be amazed at the effect a Russian accent can have on young American women. It surprised me.”

“I’m sure you used that as efficiently as you do everything else.”

“I’d be disappointed if I thought I had to rely on anything so trivial,” he said absently as he examined the iPod more closely.

He was right. His appeal was not surface shallow. He was totally adult, totally male, with a potent mixture of both the primitive he had mentioned and sophistication.

She lowered her eyes to the contents of the bag. “You don’t have that much of an accent anyway.”

“Nice jab. What else is in there?”

She pulled out a handheld GPS locator/mapping device, similar to the models used by hikers and campers. She switched it on. “Conner used one of these. He had the worst sense of direction known to man. If this was used to navigate the user to a specific destination, it may still be in the memory.”

“Good thinking. What do you see?”

Hannah cycled through the options as she glanced through the menu screens.

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