The Mark of Halam (A Jeff Bradley Thriller) by Ryan Thomas

Author:Ryan, Thomas [Ryan, Thomas]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2015-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Lee Caldwell paced his hotel room, an idea formulating. He had had a shower and was sipping a scotch as he moved about. The unfolding drama was puzzling. What the hell were the terrorists up to? It hadn’t surprised him to find that Jeff Bradley was at the epicentre. And, as had happened in Kosovo, a group of loyal friends were gathering round him. Bradley’s actions had managed to bring the cockroaches into the sunlight and in his opinion the path to Zahar Akbar was the prisoner in Whangarei, but getting information from him might prove difficult. This was New Zealand. Three small islands, four million people and a bunch of sheep stuck at the bottom of the world. New Zealanders believed everyone was good and everyone had rights. If the prisoner chose not to speak then he wouldn’t be forced to.

Caldwell opened his phone and checked for messages. Nothing from the Admiral. That surprised him. When he started a new mission the Admiral liked to keep tabs and he expected regular updates. He was struck by a mental image of his square-jawed boss with the bulldog bearing, pacing his office as he waited for news. He must be at dinner. Even bulldogs had to eat.

Caldwell’s business card read that he was a Technical and Management Advisor for Devon Securities. What it didn’t show was that Devon Securities was a subsidiary branch of Incubus, the world’s second-largest private security company. Caldwell’s directive was to ensure the safety of American citizens outside the United States, especially high-level government personnel, and then find those who threatened American security and American lives and get rid of the garbage. The Admiral protected him and others working to the same objectives from crusading politicians. In practice Caldwell and his colleagues had a free hand and access to any government agency they needed but to keep a low profile. With men like Bradley in the mix, it made that particular order difficult. The village of Waipu was now splashed across the front pages of the world’s newspapers and the lead story on major television networks.

He dialled a number.

“American Embassy.”

“I know it’s late,” Caldwell said, “But I need to talk to the ambassador urgently. Please contact him and have him call me back.” Caldwell gave the number of the hotel. “My code name is Nemesis.”

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