Ci vediamoA Story by Haim KadmanThe thriller that opens up my 15th book "A PRE-EMPTIVE STRIKE" is a gripping actual espionage thriller as far as I'm allowed to judge. Its word count is 15,455 words, while the entire book includes 21Ci vediamo "A pre-emptive strike" An excerpt On Tuesday morning at eleven am Mr. Anello reported at suite 814
with a lockable attaché case attached to his right wrist with a small chain. He
was met at the lobby and checked in the elevator while ascending to the eight
floor, and was led to the ante room; and checked a second and only then he was
ushered into the living room, to face His Excellency and his entourage of a
dozen loyal men and body guards. 'How much does he have in it?' His Excellency asked the secretary
in Arabic. 'He says three million dollars.' 'That's not enough! His Excellency retorted. His Excellency's remark was translated to English, and Mr. Anello
suggested a raise of two more million dollars. 'Tell him that there're two famous companies with the same amount
waiting for our response.' 'Seven million then that's all we can raise.' Mr. Anello announced
after his Excellency demand was translated to him. 'When is he supposed to bring us the four million additional
dollars?' His Excellency inquired intrigued. 'In about one hour time,' Mr. Anello replied with a faint smile.
'I'll hop to the Central Bank and be back with the additional sum not in cash
of course but with a bank's cheque.' 'Tell him to open the attaché case and we'll count the money in it
first of all.' His Excellency told his secretary. Mr. Anello removed the attaché case from his wrist, unlocked the case
and opened it up. The open loaded case was put on the table and one of His Excellency
aids counted the money. 'Aiwa Your Excellency three million dollars.' 'Fine, tell him that he may go now, and if he wants to have the
contract; he'll have to be back before two pm with the additional four
million.' 'Shall we accompany him to the bank?' The secretary asked. 'If he won't return he would lose the three million he left us, so
no need to bother.' His Excellency said with a short laugh. As soon as he left the InterContinental's lobby Mr. Anello hailed a
cab, entered it and told the driver in Italian: 'Let's get the hell out of
here.' They drove at the speed limit according to the local traffic
regulation and reached the airport in about twenty minutes. Mr. Anello picked a handbag from the rear seat and shook the
driver's hand. 'Ciao e stai attento.' (see you and take care) He said in Italian. 'Ci vediamo Dave ciao.' (We'll be seeing each other soon Dave). As soon as he boarded the plane and settled in his seat in the
plane's first class, Dave waited impatiently till the plane took off and pulled
a certain electronic device from the handbag. He pushed a red button on the device's
top, and released the air caught in his lungs with relief.
'You look at it as if you haven't seen cash money ever before, and
it isn't that much.' His Excellency scolded his secretary. 'Close that case
will you?' The attaché case was closed as His Excellency ordered. 'Alright call room service to fetch us lunch, I'm hungry.' His
Excellency declared. Lunch was brought up and they sat in the huge suite dining room
around the big table to satiate their hunger and discuss the grim situation in
Gaza. The closed attaché case was kept
on the table near His Excellency during the meal. While they had desert and
coffee His Excellency turned a quizzical look at his secretary. 'What time is it?' His Excellency wondered. Hardly a friction of a second
passed, and a loud explosion shook the Intercontinental eight floor. A sharp acrid smell and a cloud of black smoke filled the space of
suite's 814 dining room. His Excellency sprawled on his back amid debris of
furniture, utensils and bits of food and splashed coffee with wide open eyes; and
watched amazed the swarm of flying one hundred dollar bills swirling up above
his head, like a huge flock of tiny birds ready to land, a friction of a
second, before his soul left his body. © Haim Kadman 2014 " all rights reserved. © 2014 Haim Kadman |
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Added on October 15, 2014 Last Updated on October 15, 2014 Tags: suspense, intelligence, action, espionage, adventure AuthorHaim KadmanPetach-Tikva, IsraelAboutProfile: A few words about myself: being a native of a small country whose waist is seventeen kilometers wide in a certain area; and in seven to eight hours drive one can cross its length, I was amaze.. more..Writing
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