Bolan fired two rounds toward the terrorist’s head
“You’re insane!” Kairoush shouted.
“I’ve never been more stone-cold. The next ones are for real,” the Executioner vowed. “I want to know about the North Koreans. I want to know where the backpack nuke is, or how I can get to it. Or I shoot to kill.”
“I will talk!”
And he did, spinning a tale so sordid its magnitude was difficult to absorb. Bolan was turning toward Dawkins when autofire rang out, the soldier flinching as he glimpsed a ragged line of holes dancing across the terrorist’s chest.
Black-clad, armored storm troops surged into the warehouse.
“Freeze! Lose the guns!”
Bolan found himself staring at Commander Tachjine, the muzzle of the Moroccan’s machine gun pointed at his chest.
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Day of the Vulture
Flames of Wrath
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Judgment in Stone
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Rebels and Hostiles
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Cloud of Death
Termination Point
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Power of the Lance
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Line of Control
Breached
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Silent Running
Stolen Arrows
Zero Option
Predator Paradise
Circle of Deception
Devil’s Bargain
False Front
Lethal Tribute
Season of Slaughter
Point of Betrayal
Ballistic Force
Renegade
Survival Reflex
Path to War
Mack Bolan®
Don Pendleton
Do not seek evil gains; evil gains are the equivalent of disaster.
—Hesiod
c.700 B.C.
Man makes his own choices. He chooses to either travel the righteous path, or to go the way of Animal Man. Without punishment for conscious and willful evil acts, Animal Man wins. My job is to level the playing field.
—Mack Bolan
To the unswerving dedication of the men and women of the Department of Justice
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
Kinbuvu Gaungalat considered the monster holed up in the apartment, and images of predators on the high savage end of the food chain leaped to mind. The former UNITA colonel may have staked his surveillance point from the dark end of an alley in Old Madrid, somewhere deep in the maze of cobbled streets choked with adobe apartment buildings,