jet 00.6 - ops files 2 by blake russell

Author:blake, russell [blake, russell]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Reprobatio, Ltd.
Published: 2015-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Reims, France

Vladimir watched as Vahid put the final touches on the bomb using the robotic mechanism in the shielded chamber. After the precision-machined top slid into place and the mechanical arm screwed it shut, the Iranian leaned over to the Geiger counter readout and smiled.

“There. No trace of radiation. It is done,” he said, his voice tired.

“Excellent work, my friend,” Vladimir said. “I presume it’s now safe to enter the vault and remove it, so we can mount it into the casing?”

“Yes, of course.”

“And it is sealed against the effects of moisture?”

“Airtight, as you can see. The timer and trigger are inside the protective sheath, so they will remain dry. And the antenna is built into the sheath, so you will be able to activate it with the remote with a hundred percent confidence.”

“The one aspect of this that troubled me was immersing it in liquid for the journey to England. If something were to go wrong…”

“It’s foolproof, I assure you,” Vahid said confidently.

“Very well.” Vladimir barked instructions to the two waiting men, who exchanged nervous glances before moving to the heavy steel vault door and spinning the latch wheel so they could enter. The Russian moved to the exit and motioned for Vahid to follow him. The physicist rose and accompanied the arms dealer into the warehouse, where a metal beer keg sat beside a work bench, a welding torch and mask by its side. “We will insert the device into the keg and weld it closed, and then fill it with beer. Anyone inspecting it will see one of hundreds of kegs of German pilsner bound for the UK. Even if they tapped it, they would get beer.”

“It’s a good solution. Do you really think it’s likely they’ll inspect it that closely?”

“Of course not. But I believe in overkill, and in the event there’s a zealous customs inspector who’s trying to earn points, I don’t want the plan to unravel.”

“A sensible measure,” Vahid agreed.

The Russian studied Vahid’s face, lined with stress and fatigue, dark circles beneath his eyes lending him the appearance of a raccoon. “And now, you’ve earned a day’s rest, I should think.”

“Yes, I’ll sleep for a long time. Dreaming of my new island home.”

Vladimir had promised the Iranian that he’d be transported to a tropical paradise in Malaysia, where he’d spend his days on white sand beaches, away from the troubles of modern society. Now that the bomb was armed and Vahid’s role was over, Vladimir would have to break the news to him that none of that would come to pass.

“Ah, yes, well, there’s been a change of plans. The islands are no longer an option, due to the local government’s aggressive security measures.”

Vahid looked confused. “I don’t understand.”

“Not to worry. You’ll be transported to St. Petersburg, where we have several homes available for your enjoyment.”

“St. Petersburg?”

“Yes. Don’t look so glum, my friend. I shall ensure your every wish is attended to. Women, a private chef, whatever you like. You are a valuable contributor, and we will have more battles to fight.

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