He and Scorpion met in a café near the Dom Tower, the fourteenth century church tower that dominated the picturesque center of Utrecht. The café smelled of Pilsener beer and cigarette smoke and was nearly empty. They sat at a table in a back corner so they could both watch the door. “His name is ...
The rain fell with an oily hiss into the earth-colored river. Large heavy drops shattered the placid surface into ripples. Where a moment before he could see the endless vista of jungle crowding the river-banks, now there was only a gray wall of water. The engine of the riverboat droned monotonou...
She was singing Madonna’s “Take a Bow” in a throaty contralto, stage lights gliding across her body, and she almost had you going, except that she was a man. “Razve chto Ruslan?” Scorpion asked the waiter in Russian. Is that Ruslan? “On nazyvaet seb...
When the announcer commented on the Bern attack crisis, he turned the volume up. The news was grim. There were reports from Washington that the President’s National Security Council was meeting in emergency session. Lights were seen in offices in the West Wing of the White...