The Ghost Rebellion by Pip Ballantine & Tee Morris & Philippa Ballantine

Author:Pip Ballantine & Tee Morris & Philippa Ballantine
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2016-06-15T07:00:00+00:00

Interlude

Wherein a Simple Mission Becomes Terribly Complicated

“Right then, a factory full of Houseboys and the three of us planning to infiltrate,” Bruce said as he laid alongside Ryfka and Brandon across the snow. It was still deeply dark, but the Starlight goggles were evening things out. “Can’t see how this little operation could end poorly.”

Ryfka rapped his shoulder. Her signing was a bit harder to make out, even with help from the Starlights, but Bruce managed. I have watched this factory for three weeks now. This particular entry point is the most vulnerable.

When they had left Old Blighty, Bruce and Brandon had prepared for a simple infiltration job. They were also packing light, only the barest of essentials for a quick getaway. Now, following a long night of animated conversations with Ryfka punctuated by the slumber-fuelled interjections of Grand-uncle Leib, they were planning a reconnaissance mission on an Usher outpost. No intelligence or logistics for support. No reinforcements for backup. Simply what they had in the field. Bruce had been able to enjoy the brashness of the plan, but now on the factory’s perimeter, the chances of success on any of their objectives looked terribly thin. Whatever original intentions he and Brandon had in making this heist a simple, by-the-numbers grab-and-go were completely secondary. This was Ryfka’s mission now.

Remember, Bruce signed to Ryfka, you cover us. This may be your operation, but Brandon and I have done this sort of thing before. Besides, if things went pear-shaped, it would be nice to have someone covering their sprint across open snow.

Ryfka’s eyes on account of the Starlights were hidden from view, but from how slow and deliberate her reply was, the Russian could not have been happy with him at present. Understood, Agent Campbell. Consider yourself covered. Just remember, I have been working undercover inside. Follow the map I gave Brandon, and we all get what we want.

I know, Bruce said, trying not to get curt with their only ally here. We get the Firebird feather while you get hard evidence for this raid you want. We’re all square.

Ryfka nodded. Don’t cock it up.

Somehow, in sign language, the slight came across twice as insulting.

Returning his attention to the valley below them, Bruce turned the Starlight’s magnification to maximum as he examined the low-lying, grey box that was the munitions factory. Ryfka had drawn a pretty good diagram of the outpost, and it looked just as charming as she had described it. For a factory that specialised in bullets, bombs, and other gadgets that went boom, it seemed rather large. On account of its size, this factory made no effort to blend into the wilds of Russia. In fact, it appeared extravagant, as if it wanted to be noticed. Bruce would never admit to it, but that unsettled him.

Usher had been quiet for many years, “quiet” a relative term at best. Bruce and Brandon had tangled with them early in their partnership across America and Canada. Usher was definitely an obsession with

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