by MacShayne
‘I do not understand you, who are you?’
‘I am a certain man you don’t want to lie to. Some call me the Savage, some say I’m the devil of New York. For your sake, call me Mr. Crowne.’
‘That’s a lie. Mitch Crowne, he died in the fire.’
‘Is that so? Who is your contact within the CIA Cherikov?’
‘They are going to kill me. You will. Why should I trade in my last piece of dignity.’
‘I won’t kill you if you help us. You have my word.’
‘You’re a man without loyalties, if you are Mitch Crowne. How can I trust you?’
‘Depends on it, what is more worth to you. Dignity or life?’
Cherikov sighed deeply.
‘Who authorised the hit in Santa Domingo? Who ordered you to kill a good agent. Now or never Cherikov.’
‘You’re right.’
‘What? Didn’t hear you.’
‘It was Home.’
Mitch stood up and walked towards Cherikov. ‘Now, are you going to help me settle the score?’
‘It will mean suicide.’
‘But, at least, you keep your dignity’, Then Mitch hit the man on his neck, causing Cherikov to pass out.
He had dragged Cherikov out of his apartment, killed all of his security on his way in and used the elevator to the parking space beneath the Hilton hotel. Of course there would be cameras that had filmed him, but, he would change cars before the police even found out which car he drove away in.
A few miles away from the Hilton hotel. Mitch parks his car in a parking garage. Another car is standing with its back to his Mitch opens his trunk which reveals that Cherikov is still alive but, unconscious. Then the trunk of the black crown vic pops open. Mitch grabs Cherikov’s body and puts it in the other vehicle. Then he enters the car which is driven by Eveline Turner, who now has half long hair. Mitch seated himself and first looked at his right. Eveline stared at Mitch. Then they had eye contact.
Mitch nodded, ‘It was him. Richard Bennard Home.’
‘Guys we were just in the eye of the storm. Let’s smoke the smug out’, Eveline replied.
‘He betrayed all of us. His ass is mine. I owe that to certain people.’
‘You’ll get your chance Mitch.’
‘I will.. Let’s bring the storm to their doorstep’, Mitch concluded with much confidence. Then Eveline started the car and drove away calmly. It was raining outside. But, then again, "It can’t rain all the time."
XXX The End XXX
Thank you for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed reading it as I did writing it. I’m still perfecting my storytelling and grammar skills and hope the mistakes you encountered weren’t too disturbing. There’s more to come, so I added a little preview for you here.
MacShayne
About the author
MacShayne is the pseudonym of a Frisian born Dutch writer and actor. He mainly writes English romance- or thriller short stories. Apart from short stories, he also writes lyrics and film scripts. Currently, he is also working on his first Dutch novel which will tie-in with some of his romance short stories. As an actor, he has made multiple appearances in Dutch or Frisian (short)films and series.
Apart from writing and acting, he also completed Small Business and Retail Management at Hanze University of Applied Sciences, Groningen in 2017. His other interests include supporting football club PSV Eindhoven, collecting various CD’s and DVD’s, sports, history, travelling and reading books. In the future he wants to learn at least three more foreign languages.
Discover other titles by MacShayne
Mitch Crowne (book series)
1. The Drifter
2. Manhunt
3. A Dangerous Man
4. Killing Crowne
5. Perfect Enemy
6. Cold Case
Other Books
Once Upon a Time in Navajo
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Preview Blood Season
Langley (Virginia), Mr. Home's office, 7 February 2010
Richard Bennard Home was sitting behind his desk and looking at a picture of him with his wife and their only daughter. Mister Home was the person that ordered the assassination of one of the best pupils he ever had to his disposal. He also put Eveline Turner on the assassination list and knew that this might be his dead sentence. Also, since Mitch Crowne's body was not found in the Dominican republic. He knew Crowne better than the most within this agency, and now he would certainly aim his full attention on the one person that had betrayed him.
His assistant downstairs informed him that he had company. The man that was visiting him was his superior and a known as a ghost within the US defence system. Alan Fitch was also highly connected with the same organisation that Home himself was associated with. The Cabal. Home looked one more time at the photo of his beautiful wife and late daughter Crystal. She was the reason that he had joined the Cabal. Since 9-11, his opinion about the defence system changed dramatically. And he accepted the offer the Cabal had given him for multiple years.
The door swung open and two FBI agents entered the room before Alan Fitch himself followed. Mr. Home stood up and waited until Fitch stopped in front of him. The two shook hands before Home offered Fitch a seat.
'You know that I only visit when it has the highest priority Mr. Home.'
'As of now, I'm dealing with the problem the best way we possibly can.'
'We believe you do, but the situation is out of hands. It reached crisis level one and has now our full attention. Your man is believed to be responsible for abducting and presumably killing Cherikov.'
'Why didn't I know earlier?'
'Because it happened just moments ago. And you know what this means. When he talks which we must assume, you're the first he's going to give up', Fitch said as he chuckled. 'Now does he have any information that can expose anything about me or the organization.'
'Not according to my knowledge.'
Fitch sighed. 'Mitch Crowne has proved himself to be a huge threat. There's nor room for any more underestimation Home. We have to deal with him now. Or else we have to take other measures.'
'I understand completely. Mitch Crowne has our full attention.'
'We have to take into account that Mitch Crowne is working with another party.'
'Raymond Reddington.'
'If he gets anything to his disposal that contains data about us, than he can use it as leverage against us.'
'So, if we take out Crowne, he will try again with someone else.'
'You see where I am getting at?'
'The core of the whole threat is not Crowne, he's the operator.'
'Reddington has been years on the list, he was never found nor came near apprehension.'
'Do whatever it takes Home. This has our first priority now. Contain the damage!'
'I will, too much is at stake right now.'
Fitch looks at the picture and sighs again. 'We are doing something good Home. Don't forget that.'