Terrorist Dispatch (Executioner)

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by Don Pendleton


  “Was it worth it?” he inquired.

  “What do you know about me or Ukraine?” Voloshyn gasped, blood spilling from his mouth.

  “I know you’re guilty and the country doesn’t need you. That’s enough.”

  “You judge me, then?”

  “I’m not your judge,” Bolan corrected him, before the light died out behind Voloshyn’s eyes. “I’m your judgment.”

  “Judgment?”

  Bolan got it in under the deadline. “I’m your executioner.”

  Epilogue

  Boryspil International Airport, Kiev

  “This is goodbye, then,” Maksym Sushko said.

  “And high time, too,” Bolan replied. “You should be glad.”

  “Much work must still be done.”

  “That’s your job, not mine.”

  The dust was slowly settling from his mission. Sushko had explained killing the major to his bosses, bolstered by a stash of ledgers from Pavlo Voloshyn’s safe that detailed payments made to Semyon Golos over time. Golos was not the only public servant on Voloshyn’s payroll, but sorting out the others would take time and huddled backroom consultations. Bolan wondered whether any of the others would be brought to justice, but kept his reservations to himself.

  His job was done, and he was going home.

  “I am not a sergeant yet,” Sushko said, “but I will be when the final Golos verdict is released. Perhaps I’ll get a medal, also.”

  “No chance it will backfire on you?” Bolan asked him.

  “None. The higher-ups require a scapegoat. Golos served them perfectly, since he cannot speak for himself.”

  “Or point a finger up the food chain.”

  “Thus I am absolved.” He cracked a weary smile.

  “Good luck with cleaning up,” Bolan replied.

  A woman’s disembodied voice called Bolan’s flight for boarding, first speaking Ukrainian, then English, followed by a string of other languages.

  “Is it bizarre to say that I will miss you?” Sushko asked.

  “It passes. Get some sleep before you have to face any more questions.”

  “Yes, I will. You have a safe trip home, wherever that may be.”

  Bolan smiled wistfully as they shook hands, and said, “I couldn’t tell you if I tried.”

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  For Corporal Jason Lee Dunham, U.S.M.C. April 22, 2004

  First edition September 2016

  ISBN-13: 9781488010125

  Special thanks and acknowledgment are given to Mike Newton for his contribution to this work.

  Terrorist Dispatch

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