Extraordinary Rendition by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2010-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

“IT’S HER!” Sergei Efros spit, raising his pistol as he recognized the driver of the car about to pass them.

She saw Efros at the same moment and gunned her car past the cashier’s booth, snapping the wooden rocker arm at its base and spinning it off to one side. Efros fired after her, no longer caring who he wounded, but his shot missed by yards, while Agniya flinched and recoiled from the blast.

“Get after them!” Efros commanded.

Agniya grimaced at him, right hand rising to his ear. “Say what?”

“I said, get after them!”

“All right! Chill out!”

“I’ll chill out when we’ve caught them. Drive!”

Agniya couldn’t simply make a U-turn in the space available. He did his best, but still lost precious moments while their quarry gained a lead. At last, when they were able to escape from the garage, Efros saw the woman’s VAZ 2112 sedan turning right on a side street, two blocks ahead.

“Hurry! If they escape, I’m going to feed you your balls.”

“I’m not the one who let them get away the first time,” Agniya said. “You’re not even Solntsevskaya Brotherhood.”

Efros jammed his pistol hard against Agniya’s skull. “Fuck you and your so-called Family,” he snarled. “If you have a brain in there, you’ll drive as if your life depends on it.”

Agniya took him at his word, flooring the accelerator and roaring after the car that had already vanished from sight. They cleared the two blocks rapidly and swung into a screeching turn eastward. The street led them into some kind of industrial park, the kind of maze where warehouses shared space with light industry, office blocks and trucking companies.

It seemed to Efros that there were a thousand places where his prey could disappear. But then he saw Pilkin’s car just turning on another, smaller side street, this time to the left.

“See it?” he barked. “Close up! Get on them!”

“This is a BMW, not a rocket sled,” the driver answered, but he still milked more speed from the big sedan’s engine and reached their side street in time to see the VAZ turn right.

“They’re trying to lose us,” Efros said.

“You think so? What genius!”

“Just drive, idiot!”

“Go to hell,” Agniya spit back, but even after wishing Efros into hell, he drove the Beemer like a pro.

Pilkin was leading them in circles, hoping that they would become confused, get lost somehow, but Efros wouldn’t let himself be shaken off so easily. He almost had her in his sights, now. She’d escaped him for the last time, come what may.

A sudden, horrifying thought struck Efros, and he asked Agniya, “How’s the fuel tank?”

“What?”

“The fuel tank! After all this driving—”

“Half-empty,” Agniya said. “You want to stop somewhere and top it off, right now?”

“Just drive!”

This time, Agniya laughed at him. Efros decided he would kill this one for mocking him, as soon as he’d outlived his usefulness. It would be simple, then, to blame the woman or her comrade.

Any moment now—

Agniya hit the brakes, and Efros felt the BMW swerving, sliding, to avoid collision with the VAZ sedan that sat in front of them, both doors open, without a living soul in sight.

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