Run, Spy, Run by Nick Carter

Author:Nick Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: det_espionage

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Dawn was lacing the sky with a ladder of fleecy clouds above the vast expanse of Idlewild as Nick Carter's taxi drew up before the Air America Building.

Julie Baron had pecked his lips in hasty farewell and tucked her long legs into the back of her airport-bound cab. Nick instructed the driver and had watched the Yellow Cab take off. He had gone back to the apartment and checked every inch of it before locking up. The little pile of cinders in the fireplace had become a light powder, as shapeless as dust. Nick carefully collected cigarette butts and ashes into an empty pack of Players. Habit was so strong that his check-up of the place was as natural as breathing.

The American Tourister luggage was neatly packed with the wardrobe and toilet accessories he would need for the flight. This time, he would have to leave his brief case. Peter Cane's notebooks and favorite reading matter were in the overnight bag, which he would keep with him on the plane. The four thousand dollars in bills were in a dual-purpose money belt strapped about his waist; his pockets were filled with items that proclaimed his identity as Peter Cane.

Nick set the black horn rims on his straight nose and surveyed himself in the discolored bathroom mirror. He rather liked the effect. We Professors don't have time to fuss with our appearance. Satisfied, he took his leave, throwing the discarded cigarette pack and the apartment keys into the nearest convenient garbage can. The Jaguar, he noticed, was already gone.

He hailed a cab, and the past was behind him. Only the lingering happiness of the night with Julie remained, and a feeling of fulfillment and relaxation.

The trail behind him was empty. There were no early morning followers to throw discord into the harmony of the pleasant ride to the airfield.

Wilhelmina, Hugo and Pierre waited patiently in their beds, oiled and ready for maximum effort. The nameless key-chain flashlight just waited.

Mr. Judas. Nick swore softly to himself. The biggest name in international espionage. Nobody knew what he looked like or how old he was. Or his nationality. Just the name. A code name given him years ago because his shadowy presence so often made itself felt in treasonous activity. Interpol had racked its resources for fifteen years in hopeless pursuit. England's Special Branch had turned all its data on him over to Security Service when a national crime wave had assumed the proportions of a political scandal. No result. Argentina had detected his unholy stamp in a monstrous blackmail and murder plot. But the chimera had wavered and disappeared. He was dead; he was not dead. He had been seen; he had never been seen. He was tall, short, hideous, handsome, frying in hell, luxuriating at Cannes. He was everywhere, nowhere, nothing and everything, and all that was known was the name of Judas. Reports filtering down through the funnel of years made it appear that he enjoyed the name "Judas" and wore it with pride.

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