Viral Siege by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2013-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“I don’t like all this waiting around,” Roger Conklin said. “Where are these mothers?”

His partner, Sid Groesch, used to Conklin’s grumbling, ignored him. He flexed his shoulders under the heavy raincoat. He wouldn’t admit it, but Conklin had a point. It had been a long wait for Rackham’s buyer.

“They’ll show. Rackham called it, so they’ll come.”

“Yeah? What if they come out shooting? Tell me who gets hit first?”

“This isn’t the O.K. Corral,” Groesch pointed out.

“Easily said. We know those Koreans are pissed the way the first deal went sour. Might be they’ll want the merchandise without paying. Kind of revenge for almost getting screwed before.”

“I don’t think so. They won’t want to blow away their supplier. From what I’ve heard, if they fuck about with Rackham, there won’t be any chance if they want seconds.”

“Yeah? Well, I don’t think Rackham is the hotshot he makes out to be. If he’s such an ace, how come he almost let that FBI undercover guy walk in and nearly screw the operation? Answer me that.”

“As long as he foots the payroll, I don’t give a damn if he’s Daffy Duck. I’m in this for the money, not a merit badge.”

Conklin lapsed into a sullen silence. He stared across the empty landscape, watching a thin mist of rain spiraling in off the low hills. He slung his SMG, thrusting a hand inside his raincoat and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one with a disposable lighter and sucked in smoke.

“Chopper comin’ in,” Groesch said, pointing at the jagged line of wooded hills. Conklin followed his partner’s finger and made out the dark outline of a medium-size helicopter coming their way.

“About damn time,” he muttered.

Groesch banged his fist on the metal door behind them. When the door opened and Rackham appeared, Groesch said, “Looks like they’re here.”

The helicopter, a silver-and-black Sikorsky, swung in over the concrete and settled. The rotor wash created a spray of rain that bounced off the front of the building and soaked the two men outside.

“Son of a bitch,” Conklin yelled.

The whine of the chopper’s engine wound down. The passenger door opened, and two men stepped out of the aircraft and ran to the building. Rackham stood just within the opened door, and he ushered the two North Koreans inside.

“Doing a good job, guys,” Rackham said to Conklin and Groesch as he walked by.

The door slammed shut.

“The more I see that jerk the less I like him,” Conklin said.

* * *

RACKHAM SHOOK HANDS with his guests and led them to the enclosed office structure at the side of the building.

“After our last unfortunate episode, I decided this would be safer,” he said. “Less chance of being seen.”

The lead North Korean, his face impassive, simply nodded. His name was Jun. There was no more to his title than that.

The second Korean, no name at all for him, said, “We should conclude our business as quickly as possible.”

“Fine,” Rackham said. “I understand your caution.”

“We need the virus,” Jun said.

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