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Chapters (74)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Chapter 63
  67. Chapter 64
  68. Chapter 65
  69. Epilogue
  70. Keep Reading …
  71. PROLOGUE
  72. About the Author
  73. By the same author:
  74. About the Publisher

Ben had seen some impressive pyrotechnics, back in the day. Some of those had involved several tons, not just a few pounds, of high explosive. By contrast their home-made device was a pretty modest affair. But for Ben and Boonzie’s purposes that night, it was plenty good enough. Good enough to dislodge a hundred-metre section of loose rock and boulders that erupted from the mountainside in a broad avalanche and came tumbling and spinning and hurtling downwards, gathering speed and momentum as it came. For a breathless moment it seemed to hang in the air.

Then it hit. Rocks the size of small cars smashing into roofs and gables and towers like a missile bombardment from a thousand siege engines of old. Many an ancient castle had been reduced to rubble by the primitive ballistic technology of rock and stone. With Grace still trapped somewhere inside the building, Ben had no intention of wreaking that much devastation. Not yet. He was just getting started.

‘The basturts’ll ken we’re comin’ noo,’ Boonzie said.

Ben nodded. ‘And we’re not going to disappoint them. Let’s get this done.’

Chapter 62

The assault on Stuart’s fortress stronghold had begun. Ben and Boonzie crept inside the gates and crossed the snowy courtyard, keeping to the shadows. Ben had the sack of bombs over his left shoulder. Boonzie was right there behind him as they stalked fast and quietly through the darkness. If Ben had been worried about Boonzie’s heart condition, so far it seemed as though his concerns were unfounded.

There was still no visible movement from inside the castle, but Ben could guess at the kind of chaos that his explosive surprise must have triggered among the enemy. Things were about to get worse for them in there. Approaching the row of parked Audis, he reached inside the sack and pulled out a pair of bombs, numbered 2 and 3 in bright yellow. He rolled them under the parked Audis. Two pounds of RDX was easily enough to rip all three vehicles to pieces and give the enemy something more to think about. Ben hurried a safe distance away from the cars and thought about detonating the charges, then decided it could wait.