It was also a deserted road. “Where are we going?” Cade asked. “To the mountains, señor.” “For what purpose?” “You will see.” Cade could make a pretty shrewd guess. What better ...
It was then mid-afternoon and the town was sweltering in the sun; white walls reflecting the glare, tarmac softening in the heat, an odour of petrol exhaust and ripe fruit hanging in the air. It was a ten-minute walk from the waterfront to police headquarters, a plain, arc...
JOHANSEN attacked his breakfast with zest. There was nothing, he always maintained, like the morning watch to give a man an appetite for the first meal of the day. And the mate was not fussy about what he ate: curry and rice, bacon and eggs, toast and marmalade, it all disappeared into his voraci...
The St. Lawrence widened like a funnel with the water pouring through it in the wrong direction, and they steamed along the northern curve of the shore between Anticosti Island and the mainland, through the narrow Belle Isle Strait and out into the broad Atlantic. And Madd...
A fine dust of steel fell to the deck of the alleyway as the blade sank deeper into the tempered metal. ‘You’re nearly through‚’ Bristow said. ‘Pity we couldn’t find the key. It’d have been easier.’ Keeton went on sawing and suddenly the blade was through. The strong-room ...