Evacuation (The Boris Chronicles Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Michael Anderle, Paul C. Middleton
clouded up, “Dammit. I’ve received information the Russian government is rounding up treasonous dissidents there.”
The entire mess went silent as Boris stood up from the table and loudly spun invectives from five languages. It took him a couple of minutes to calm down. With eyes filled with anger, he turned towards Frank. “Do you know who ordered this?” He held up his hand to stop Frank from answering, “It was straight from the President wasn’t it?” Frank nodded his head. “I keep telling people that all communists who had served in the bureaucracies should have been shot or imprisoned. Instead, they elect one - and a former KGB at that - to the Presidency!” Boris looked around as if he wanted to spit on something, but there were no options on the ship.
He paused, then started walking towards the door. Nathan called out, “Boris, wait! I’m sure Bethany Anne will want to help you!”
Boris turned and shook his head at Nathan, “The politics are such that if a non-Russian attempts to interfere, more of my people will be put in danger. I must go alone. I can make arrangements for a flight. Vassily will regret telling anyone I was dead, the shitehawk arsehole licker.”
That cursing, Frank could understand.
Nathan tried again, “We can at least get you there a lot faster than any plane. Let us do that much - and give you a clean line of communications in case we can help you further.”
Boris was obviously torn between going there his own way and acknowledging the obligation Bethany Anne may feel she had and accepting any help, something he was unused to doing. He eventually nodded, following Nathan and Frank as they quickly left the mess and headed towards the hanger.
—
Frank and Nathan stood while Bethany Anne eyed them both. Her eyes went from one man to the other, her voice calm, clipped, precise. Too precise.
Like a woman trying mightily to hold back anger.
“So, Boris is back in Russia. The government is rounding up his people and killing them, and you two did what exactly? Supported his effort by getting him to the location as quickly as possible?”
Frank thought he might have preferred to have a discussion with an outwardly angry Bethany Anne, not this calm, cool, and composed woman in front of him. “Well, while I’m good, he is the best on the politics in the region. We tossed it to TOM, and he said you were asleep.”
TOM, you are back on the couch!
<>
I gave him my word, ADAM.
<>
She continued to stare at both of Frank and Nathan for several moments. “Well he’d better contact us within the week, or I’m sending you two to find him and sort the problem out, with or without his blessing. If the situation seems bad enough to me, I’ll make a personal appearance and if the Russian fucking government wants to play hardball? I’ll drop some rocks on their hard-ass heads.”
The men both nodded and stepped out of the room. Neither would change the decision that they had made, but there wasn’t a reason to stick around to rehash the options with her, either.
CHAPTER FOUR
Romonavka, Chelabinsk Oblast, Siberia, Russia
Boris walked into town after being dropped on the outskirts by the black flying thing. He had no idea of how it worked, but it had definitely gotten him back home faster than anything else could have. He now had to find out what was going on.
He walked out to Paul’s farm. Paul had been his companion for fifteen years while he had worked as Peter’s enforcer. As he walked up, he noticed that none of the lights were on. He paused to
The entire mess went silent as Boris stood up from the table and loudly spun invectives from five languages. It took him a couple of minutes to calm down. With eyes filled with anger, he turned towards Frank. “Do you know who ordered this?” He held up his hand to stop Frank from answering, “It was straight from the President wasn’t it?” Frank nodded his head. “I keep telling people that all communists who had served in the bureaucracies should have been shot or imprisoned. Instead, they elect one - and a former KGB at that - to the Presidency!” Boris looked around as if he wanted to spit on something, but there were no options on the ship.
He paused, then started walking towards the door. Nathan called out, “Boris, wait! I’m sure Bethany Anne will want to help you!”
Boris turned and shook his head at Nathan, “The politics are such that if a non-Russian attempts to interfere, more of my people will be put in danger. I must go alone. I can make arrangements for a flight. Vassily will regret telling anyone I was dead, the shitehawk arsehole licker.”
That cursing, Frank could understand.
Nathan tried again, “We can at least get you there a lot faster than any plane. Let us do that much - and give you a clean line of communications in case we can help you further.”
Boris was obviously torn between going there his own way and acknowledging the obligation Bethany Anne may feel she had and accepting any help, something he was unused to doing. He eventually nodded, following Nathan and Frank as they quickly left the mess and headed towards the hanger.
—
Frank and Nathan stood while Bethany Anne eyed them both. Her eyes went from one man to the other, her voice calm, clipped, precise. Too precise.
Like a woman trying mightily to hold back anger.
“So, Boris is back in Russia. The government is rounding up his people and killing them, and you two did what exactly? Supported his effort by getting him to the location as quickly as possible?”
Frank thought he might have preferred to have a discussion with an outwardly angry Bethany Anne, not this calm, cool, and composed woman in front of him. “Well, while I’m good, he is the best on the politics in the region. We tossed it to TOM, and he said you were asleep.”
TOM, you are back on the couch!
<
I gave him my word, ADAM.
<
She continued to stare at both of Frank and Nathan for several moments. “Well he’d better contact us within the week, or I’m sending you two to find him and sort the problem out, with or without his blessing. If the situation seems bad enough to me, I’ll make a personal appearance and if the Russian fucking government wants to play hardball? I’ll drop some rocks on their hard-ass heads.”
The men both nodded and stepped out of the room. Neither would change the decision that they had made, but there wasn’t a reason to stick around to rehash the options with her, either.
CHAPTER FOUR
Romonavka, Chelabinsk Oblast, Siberia, Russia
Boris walked into town after being dropped on the outskirts by the black flying thing. He had no idea of how it worked, but it had definitely gotten him back home faster than anything else could have. He now had to find out what was going on.
He walked out to Paul’s farm. Paul had been his companion for fifteen years while he had worked as Peter’s enforcer. As he walked up, he noticed that none of the lights were on. He paused to
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