Executioner 86 Hell's Gate by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Johnny had Pellico park his Lincoln two hundred yards from Schizzetto’s driveway. It was dark and a quarter moon hovered above the trees.

They carried the bodies through the damp bush to the iron fence. Then they returned to the car and put the rugs back in the trunk. The Picker turned the car around and left the motor running. Once more they trudged back to the bodies.

One at a time, they grabbed the corpses and swung them until they could heave them up onto the wrought-iron fence. As soon as the second body was draped over the iron pickets, Johnny and Pellico sprinted for the car. They could already hear Schizzetto’s hard force reacting to the fence’s alarm system.

“Let’s move,” Johnny said.

As soon as they were out of sight, Johnny said, “Now slow down. We don’t want to be noticed. Then take the first right.”

“What! Up the mountain. It’s a dead end.”

“I know. I’ve been up there.”

“You going to get us in trouble, kid.”

“I’m going to keep us alive.”

Pellico sighed. “Okay. We’ll do it your way. But if we’re caught, I’m going to have the pleasure of shooting you before they get me.”

Johnny ignored the threat. “There’s room to pull the car out of sight between those two trees.

As soon as the car stopped, Johnny was out and moving farther up the mountain. After a moment’s hesitation, Pellico followed him. Johnny led the way to a small clump of bush behind the Schizzetto estate. He’d watched the place from there earlier that day.

Floodlights now lit the yard, cutting through the light fog. A half-dozen hoods in guard uniforms held positions around the house, watching the perimeter. Another three struggled to pull the bodies off the iron pickets. Shouts echoed around the grounds.

“I didn’t expect that size of hard force. Where’d they all come from?” Johnny asked.

Pellico gave Johnny another quizzical look. Johnny thought that it was becoming a habit. He knew it wasn’t the right question to ask, but if the suitcase didn’t show up he’d probably be going back for more weapons. He needed to know more about what he’d be up against. That was one of the reasons he had told Pellico to cut up behind the estate instead of making a run for it. The other reasons were now making themselves known.

Pellico opened his mouth to answer, but Johnny spoke first. “Look.”

Although they couldn’t see the cars for hedges and trees, the halos formed by headlights moving through the mist were easy to follow. Cars swept in from both ends of the winding road that went past Schizzetto’s.

“Two corks in the bottle,” Pellico observed. “How did you know they were there?”

“I wasn’t sure,” Johnny admitted, “but I saw houses at each end of the drive that looked too modest for the neighborhood. The crew wagons outside looked too showy to go with the houses. I thought it might be a possibility.”

Again, Pellico’s probing stare, barely discernible by the light of a quarter moon. “If you noticed that

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