The Spear of Destiny (Peter Dennis 2) by Noyce Julian

Author:Noyce, Julian [Noyce, Julian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Julian Noyce
Published: 2013-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Dennis had the Lancia at 140KPH as he sped in and out of traffic, changing lanes, overtaking and undertaking, always gaining on the three black Hummers. They were speeding and chopping and changing lanes also. Dennis turned the blue light and siren off, hoping to catch up to them without giving himself away. What he was going to do once he caught up to them he had no idea. He eased off the accelerator and maintained a fairly large distance. He saw headlights in his rear view mirror and heard the sirens at the last moment as two police motorcycles blew past him and closed on the Hummers and Dennis watched in horror as men holding machine guns leaned out of the windows and sprayed the motorcycles with bullets. The first rider was killed instantly and fell from his BMW which slid on its side for a short distance before stopping, motorists frantically swerving to avoid it. The other one exploded when the fuel tank was hit and the rider was thrown clear. Dennis turned his head and closed his eyes for a moment as the body of the policeman went under the wheels of an articulated lorry. He opened them in time to see the back axles of the vehicle bouncing as they crushed the man.

“Jesus,” Dennis muttered.

He had to brake hard and swerve as motorway users performed emergency action to avoid the carnage and now the traffic was slowing ahead. Two police cars raced past headlights and blue lights ablaze. Dennis switched on his siren and blue light again and changed lanes until he was on the hard shoulder. He raced the Lancia’s engine through the gears and hammered down the middle lane now the road in front clear as far as the Hummers. The two police cars were keeping a safe distance. Dennis could hear their conversation with control over the Lancia’s radio.

The Hummer’s were back in traffic now. They raced past the junctions for the Fumicino airport. The traffic here slowing into two lanes. The telephone on the passenger seat began ringing again.

“We’ve got you on the scanner,” Sonnenburg began, “We’re setting up a road block. As you pass each junction more police cars will join. The idea is to box them in and slow them down, eventually stopping them.”

“You’d better tell them not to get too close,” Dennis replied, “They’ve got machine guns and they’ve already killed two of your motorcyclists….”

Dennis read the road sign ahead.

“Civitavecchia,” he said, “Is that the port where the big cruise ships dock?”

“It is. Tarquinia is just beyond it and if you maintain the speed you’re doing you’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”

Sonnenburg was right Dennis was thinking as he and the police cars tailing the Hummers raced past the exit for the port. Above, the helicopter kept a distance from any potential gunfire. Dennis was at the back of the carabinieri cars which were keeping a formation to stop any vehicles from behind in overtaking. Then ahead in the distance in the fading light Dennis saw the unmistakeable bulk of a transporter plane flying low.

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