Rogue Command (The Kalahari Series) - Plot & Excerpts
He was clearly preoccupied. Rothschild, who was typing an abrive on the projected desktop keyboard, looked up. He knew Richard well enough to know that something now troubled him. The sound of a foghorn, loud and distinct, permeated the silence. Rothschild kicked himself back to the window and glanced outside. The River Thames at high water was full and rushing; a brownish slurry choppy with eddies and turbulence. Blowing mists of drizzle that occasionally swept across the surface allowed the dense grey sky and leaded cloud base to reach down and blend with the murky water like a gloomy wash on a painter’s canvas. As a brief wintry shower of rain peppered the glass outside with noisy pellets, Rothschild, with a keen eye, watched a long steel barge make slow progress towards the sea. Heavy with its commodity, there were no lubber lines or depth markings on the rusty hull to show how it faired but waves occasionally washed over its deck. White letters painted on the stern, where a finish of black paint still resisted the elements, declared ‘Rotterdam’ as its home port and then another long echoing belch from its foghorn proclaimed an unstoppable passage.
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