Terror: Zeb Carter Series, #4 by Ty Patterson

Author:Ty Patterson [Patterson, Ty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-04T09:43:58+00:00

‘Except that Carter’s alert now,’ Smith replied defiantly. ‘He’ll know these attacks aren’t a coincidence.’

‘He knew that already, after Chernihiv,’ Leslie said placatingly. ‘Let’s put this in perspective. One of Williams’ team escaped –’

‘They’re dead,’ the Europe man interjected. ‘No loose ends. And the second team, all of them are dead. There’s nothing to connect those men to us.’

‘Correct,’ Leslie said. ‘We lost nothing there, except a few good men. Let’s not lose sight of our goal. We need to keep the momentum going. We need to amp up the killings in America.’

‘I’ll take care of that,’ Smith replied. ‘But we need some distraction. Perhaps some lone-wolf shooters in South America and Asia?’

‘Perfect. I’ll take care of the Asia end.’

‘Your man in Indonesia…he’s on alert?’

‘I’ve two men, Keling and Zhen,’ Leslie laughed, ‘as you know. Both are alert. In fact, they are looking to set a trap if Carter shows up. I’ll send them the American’s photographs so they’ll know whom to look for.’

‘They are good men?’

‘The best. Zhen and I have worked together several times in the past. I trust him fully. Keling’s good too. The fact that very few in the West have heard of them, speaks of their capabilities.

‘Great. Tomas and Jake are alert too. They haven’t been told of anything that went down. Stay sharp, those are their orders. In any case, Williams and I can check out for ourselves when we visit those centers.’

Jakarta was a good twenty-one-hour flight, which included a refueling stop in Qatar. Their Gulfstream took off from JFK at seven pm and touched down at Soekarno Hatta International Airport at six am, a Tuesday.

They didn’t have much gear with them and cleared immigration smoothly. Tourists, that was their cover. From New York, coworkers in a well-known tech firm. They had the identity cards, employers’ credentials, everything to make their legends airtight.

Each of them was disguised. Cheek pads on Zeb to make his face look fleshier. A wig that had a balding patch on it. The twins and Chloe changed their hair color. Blonde, brunette and black. Different eye colors. Nothing could be done about Bwana’s skin color but he was heavily inked, as he proceeded through the airport. Tatts on his face and arms. A piercing over his left eyebrow and a ring through his right ear.

No cop looked their way suspiciously, no alarms set off.

They met in the concourse and flagged two cabs at the exit.

‘The Ritz Carlton,’ Zeb told the driver when he climbed in along with the sisters and Broker. Nothing but the best hotel for them. They were very well-paid engineers. Staying in luxury hotels was expected of them.

They checked into their rooms and slept for four hours. Met at noon and had a leisurely lunch at one of the hotel’s restaurants. Any onlooker would have taken them for typical, rich, American tourists. Which was the image they wanted to convey.

That evening they checked into a rental apartment, not far from the Jalan Surabaya flea market where Yunus had fired into the crowd.

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