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No Account? Register x. Auteur Message Admin Administrateur du site Inscription: Mai Messages: That's when the U. But Will Robie may have just made the first - and last - mistake of his career Robie is dispatched to eliminate a target unusually close to home in Washington, D.
But something about this mission doesn't seem right to Robie, and he does the unthinkable. He refuses to kill.
Now, Robie becomes a target himself and must escape from his own people. But she isn't an ordinary runaway -- her parents were murdered, and her own life is in danger. Against all of his professional habits, Robie rescues her and finds he can't walk away. He needs to help her. The books are divided into different categories. Five had no weapon. He had seen no need to carry one.
Weapons were beneath him. He was no doubt rethinking that decision. He begged. He pleaded. He would pay. An unlimited amount. Then when the pistol was pointed at him he turned to threats. What an important man he was. How powerful his friends were. What he would do to Robie. How much pain Robie would suffer. He and his whole family. Robie did not listen to any of it. He had heard it all before. He fired twice. Right and left side of the brain.
Always fatal. As it was tonight. Number five kissed the stone floor, and with his last breath hurled an expletive at Robie that neither of them heard. Robie turned and walked through the same cleft as the tour guide. Scotland had not killed him.
He was thankful for this. Robie slept soundly after killing five men. He awoke at six and ate breakfast at a cafe around the corner from where he was staying. He arrived at King's Cross Station over four hours later and took a cab to Heathrow.
The British Airways lifted off later that afternoon. With a weak headwind the plane touched down seven hours later at Dulles Airport. It had been cloudy and chilly in Scotland. It was hot and dry in Virginia. The sun had long ago begun to drift low into the west. Clouds had built up during the heat of the day, but there would be no storm because there was no moisture. All Mother Nature could do was look threatening.
A car was waiting for him outside the airport terminal. There was no name on the placard. Black SUV. Government plates. He got in, clicked the seat belt shut, and lifted up a copy of the Washington Post that sat on the seat. He gave the driver no instruction. He knew where to go. Traffic on the Dulles Toll Road was surprisingly light. Robie's phone vibrated. He looked at the screen.
One word: He put the phone back in his jacket pocket. He was not sure what the right one would be for killing five people.
Perhaps there was none. Perhaps silence would suffice. He arrived at a building off Chain Bridge Road in northern Virginia.
There would be no debriefing. No record of anything was better. If an investigation ensued, no one could discover a record that didn't exist.
But if things went wrong Robie would have no official cover. He walked to an office, not officially his, but one that he sometimes used. Even though it was late there were people working.
They did not talk to Robie. They didn't even look at him. He knew they had no idea what he did, but they also knew not to interact with him. He sat at a desk, hit some keys on the computer, sent a few emails, and stared out a window that wasn't really a window. It was merely a box of simulated sunlight, because an actual window was just a hole that others could get through. An hour later a chubby man in a wrinkled suit with pasty skin walked in. They didn't greet each other.
Chubby placed a flash drive on the desk in front of Robie. Then he pivoted and left.
Robie stared down at the silver object. The next assignment was already prepared. They had been coming at an increasing clip these last few years.
He pocketed the flash drive and left. This time he drove himself, in an Audi that was parked in a space in the adjacent garage.
When he slid into the seat he felt comfortable. The Audi was his, had been for four years. He drove it through the security checkpoint. The guard did not look at him either. The invisible man in Edinburgh.
Robie knew how it felt.
Once he hit the public road he shifted gears and accelerated. His phone vibrated once more.
He checked the screen. Happy Birthday. It didn't make him smile. It didn't make him do anything other than drop the phone on the opposite seat and punch the gas. There would be no cake and no candles. As he drove, Robie thought of the underground tunnel in Edinburgh.
Four of the dead men were bodyguards. They were hard, desperate men who had allegedly murdered at least fifty people over the last five years, some of them children. The fifth man with two holes in his head was Carlos Rivera. A trafficker of heroin and youngsters for prostitution, he was immensely rich and had been visiting Scotland on holiday.
Robie knew, though, that Rivera actually had ostensibly been in Edinburgh to attend a high-level meeting with another criminal czar from Russia in an effort to merge their business interests. Even criminals liked to globalize. Robie had been ordered to kill Rivera, but not because of his human and drug trafficking businesses. Rivera had to die because the United States had learned that he was planning a coup in Mexico with the aid of several high-ranking generals in the Mexican army.
The resulting government would have been no friend of America, so this could not be allowed to happen. The meeting with the Russian crime czar had been the setup, the carrot. There was no czar and no meeting. The offending Mexican generals were also dead, killed by men like Robie. When Robie arrived home he walked for two hours through the darkened streets.
He ventured down by the river and watched the headlights on the Virginia side cut through the night. A police patrol boat slid past on the calm surface of the Potomac. He stared up at the drab, moonless sky; a cake without candles. Happy Birthday to me.
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Will Robie had been awake for two hours. The mission set forth on the flash drive he'd been given would cause him to travel well past Edinburgh.
The target was yet another well-protected man with more money than morals. Robie had been working on the task for nearly a month. The details were numerous, the margin of error was even less than with Rivera. The preparation was arduous and had taken its toll on Robie. He could not sleep.Number five kissed the stone floor, and with his last breath hurled an expletive at Robie that neither of them heard. His thoughts on the assignment are simple - "Sending a killer to catch a killer actually made sense.
The end result is another exciting read from a thriller master. Even worse, the more Robie learns about the girl, the more he's convinced she is at the center of a vast cover-up, one that may explain her parents' deaths and stretch to unimaginable levels of power.
Now a police detective, Decker returned from a stakeout one evening and entered a nightmare--his wife, young daughter, and brother-in-law had been murdered.
It was time. Robie was neither. The others were reacting now. Soon the startling truth behind Jason Archer's disappearance explodes into a sinister plot with the murder of the country's single most powerful individual. And in both cases, another suspect came forward, years after the killing, to confess to the crime.