“I will kill this girl immediately!”
The man’s high-pitched voice threatened to shatter the eardrums of everyone in the Learjet. “You fill a suitcase with old magazines and think we will not open it before we release the woman?”
“Well, Moe,” Bolan said, holding the mike up to his mouth again, “it was all I could think of to do. We didn’t have a million dollars to give you.” Now was the moment of truth. The woman would live or die.
“You have not heard the last from us,” Moe screamed.
“And the blood of this young woman is on your
hands!”
The radio suddenly went silent.
Bolan saw a woman wearing a red dress—her hands and feet tied together—being shoved out of the Cessna just below them.
“Parachute!” he yelled at the top of his voice as he snapped open his seat belt.
With the unopened parachute clenched in his fist, Bolan never even broke stride as he raced out the door and into the open air thousands of feet above the earth.
Look for the latest Executioner adventure, FACE OF TERROR, available Feb 4
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