A Wild Justice

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At a glittering party near the Capital, ex-CIA agent John Lock celebrates his sister Beth's birthday among the rich and powerful: lobbyists, congressmen, foreign dignitaries, business magnates, and even former KGB agents. Lock will think back on those guests incessantly during the days to come, struggling to recall each and every person present because, before daybreak, they will all be under suspicion for the brutal murder of Beth and her husband, Billy Grainger. Half a world away, a senior American executive is...
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At a glittering party near the Capital, ex-CIA agent John Lock celebrates his sister Beth's birthday among the rich and powerful: lobbyists, congressmen, foreign dignitaries, business magnates, and even former KGB agents. Lock will think back on those guests incessantly during the days to come, struggling to recall each and every person present because, before daybreak, they will all be under suspicion for the brutal murder of Beth and her husband, Billy Grainger. Half a world away, a senior American executive is murdered execution-style by a single bullet to the back of his head. His corpse is found lying near the fields of an international gas consortium. A symbol? A warning? Built up steadily since the Cold War thawed, Grainger-Turgenev was thriving under the revitalized leadership of Billy Grainger. But after the murders, control shifts to Pyotr Turgenev, Billy's enigmatic Russian partner, and the involvement is revealed of Nguyen Tran, the mysterious Vietnamese whose interest in Grainger-Turgenev is obscure and threatening. John Lock spent years serving his country as a CIA agent. Trained in every facet of surveillance and secret combat, he was unable to protect his sister and seems now nearly powerless to pierce the web of secret menace that pervades the enterprise her husband left behind. As the danger escalates Lock finds himself on the run, without allies, and drawn inexorably to seek the help of a Russian police inspector. Only then does he become aware of the connection between the two seemingly random crimes one snowy evening. And, inevitably, he is drawn into an international conspiracy reaching far beyond the American capital to Afghanistan and East Asia. The prime player is new, free-market Russia. And rules mean nothing to the sinister, murderous greed of capitalism at its worst.

An American is murdered in Siberia. A few days later, at a Washington party, ex-CIA agent John Lock celebrates his sister Beth's birthday. By the next morning, Beth and her husband, an important player in the new Russian economy, will also have been murdered. Now, Lock finds himself forced to confront the power and corruption of the Russian mafia.

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  • ISBN-13: 9780060179564
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 3/1/1995
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 373

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Chapter One


A lightning flash illuminated the Learjet that waited on the runway of the private airstrip moments before a thunderclap startled Dr. Clifford Grant. Grant scanned the darkness for signs of life, but there were no other cars in the lot and no one moving on the tarmac. When he checked his watch his hand trembled. It was 11:35. Breach's man was five minutes late. The surgeon stared at the glove compartment. A sip from his flask would steady his nerves, but he knew where that would lead. He had to be thinking clearly when they brought the money.

Large drops fell with increasing speed. Grant turned on his wipers at the same moment a huge fist rapped on his passenger door. The doctor jerked back and stared. For an instant he thought the rain was distorting his vision; but the man glaring at him through the window was really that big, a monster with a massive, shaved skull and a black knee-length leather coat.

"Open the door," the giant commanded, his voice harsh and frightening.

Grant obeyed instantly. A chill wind blew a fine spray into the car.

"Where is it?"

"In the trunk," Grant said, the words catching in his throat as he jerked his thumb backward. The man tossed an attaché case into the car and slammed the door shut. Water beaded the smooth sides of the briefcase and made the brass locks glisten. The money! Grant wondered how much the recipient was going to pay for the heart, if he and his partner were receiving a quarter of a million dollars.

Two rapid thumps brought Grant around. The giant was pounding on the trunk. He had forgotten to pop the release. As Grant reached for the latch anotherlightning flash lit the view through his rear window'and the cars that had appeared from nowhere. Without thinking, he floored the accelerator and cranked the wheel. The giant dove away with amazing agility as the sedan careened across the asphalt, leaving the smell of burning rubber. Grant was vaguely aware of the screech of metal on metal as he blasted past one of the police cars and took out part of a chain-link fence. Shots were fired, glass shattered and the car tipped briefly on two wheels before righting itself and speeding into the night.

The next thing Clifford Grant remembered clearly was banging frantically on his partner's back door. A light came on, a curtain moved and his partner glared at him in disbelief before opening the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"The police," Grant gasped. "A raid."

"At the airfield?"

"Let me in, for God's sake. I've got to get in."

Grant stumbled inside.

"Is that the money?"

Grant nodded and staggered to a seat at the kitchen table.

"Let me have it."

The doctor pushed the briefcase across the table. It opened with a clatter of latches, revealing stacks of soiled and crumpled hundred-dollar bills bound by rubber bands. The lid slammed shut.

"What happened?"

"Wait. Got to . . . catch my breath."

"Of course. And relax. You're safe now."

Grant hunched over, his head between his knees.

"I didn't make the delivery."

"What!"

"One of Breach's men put the money on the front seat. The heart was in the trunk. He was about to open it when I saw police cars. I panicked. I ran."

"And the heart is . . . ?"

"Still in the trunk."

"Are you telling me that you stiffed Martin Breach?"

"We'll call him," Grant said. "We'll explain what happened."

A harsh laugh answered him. "Clifford, you don't explain something like this to Breach. Do you understand what you've done?"

"You have nothing to worry about," Grant answered bitterly. "Martin has no idea who you are. I'm the one who has to worry. We'll just have to return the money. We didn't do anything wrong. The police were there."

"You're certain he doesn't know who I am?"

"I never mentioned your name."

Grant's head dropped into his hands and he began to tremble. "He'll come after me. Oh, God."

"You don't know that for sure," his partner answered in a soothing tone. "You're just frightened. Your imagination is running wild."

The shaking grew worse. "I don't know what to do."

Strong fingers kneaded the tense muscles of Grant's neck and shoulders.

"The first thing you've got to do is get hold of yourself."

The hands felt so comforting. It was what Grant needed, the touch and concern of another human being.

"Breach won't bother you, Clifford. Trust me, I'll take care of everything."

Grant looked up hopefully.

"I know some people," the voice assured him calmly.

"People who can talk to Breach?"

"Yes. So relax."

Grant's head fell forward from relief and fatigue. The adrenaline that had powered him through the past hour was wearing off.

"You're still tense. What you need is a drink. Some ice-cold Chivas. What do you say?"

The true extent of Grant's terror could be measured by the fact that he had not even thought of taking a drink since he saw the police through his rear window. Suddenly every cell in his body screamed for alcohol. The fingers lifted; a cupboard door closed; Grant heard the friendly clink of ice bouncing against glass. Then a drink was in his hand. He gulped a quarter of the contents and felt the burn. Grant closed his eyes and raised the cold glass to his feverish forehead.

"There, there," his partner said as a hand slapped smartly against the base of Grant's neck. Grant jerked upright, confused by the sharp sting of the ice pick as it passed through his brain stem with textbook precision.

The doctor's head hit the tabletop with a thud. Grant's partner smiled with satisfaction. Grant had to die. Even thinking about returning a quarter of a million dollars was ridiculous. What to do with the heart, though? The surgeon sighed. The procedure to remove it had been performed flawlessly, but it was all for nothing. Now the organ would have to be cut up, pureed and disposed of as soon as Grant took its place in the trunk.

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