Massive Attack (A Guy Niava Thriller Book 1) by Dana Arama (diy ebook reader TXT) 📕

all that, knowing that my colleagues were making every effort to locate the numbers that Raphael, known as El Desconocido, had dialed. One of them would be viable. It belonged to Murat Lenika and when he answered, the long arm of the Mossad would tighten around his neck.

Part two

Laura Ashton,

Guatemala army base, November 14, 2015, 7:00 p.m.

Somewhere in my heart I was relieved. It was as if this is the first day of a new life, as if I had been reborn into another destiny. I had found my sister and she had not been lying in some hole, wasted out of her mind or sick, exploited or miserable as I had first imagined when she had disappeared. I had seen enough women to know that she was not unhappy. In fact, she was in the best place I could have hoped for her, in the arms of her beloved, the man who gave her security and a feeling of importance. The problem was not with her, but with him. I didn’t trust him at all. As the head of a cartel in Mexico, he didn’t exactly have the promise of a long and peaceful life, either for himself or those surrounding him.

We’d left my sister and her partner’s secret nest in a dangerous and daring mission and, thanks to Guy’s planning and his connections to the Mossad, we were welcomed at the Guatemalan army base, just as Guy had promised. The soldier’s fraternity didn’t just include saving us by helicopter, but warm showers, a satisfactory meal and in the end soft beds, in a room where I could continue to supervise the mission.

I kept on thinking about Zorro’s words. They played over and over again in my mind. Just before we parted to our adjacent rooms, she had put her left hand on my shoulder and her right hand on Guy’s shoulder and said: “Tolstoy wrote in Anna Karenina that all happy families are happy in the same way. But all unhappy families are unhappy in their own way.” She looked at me and then at Guy, then she turned to look at me again and added, “Your sister Gail is not unhappy and you should be pleased about it, because I, of all people, should know that Raphael knows how to be a loving and caring partner. Now let us worry about Guy and his family.”

She must have said it because she was afraid that my only motivation to go on this mission had been Gail and now that she was rescued, all the sources of information I had at my disposal would disappear. However, finding Jonathan, Guy’s nephew, was not the only other thing on the agenda, but also trying to understand what the terrorist group was planning. Would it be bigger than the attack in Paris? The city of lights had been dimmed -- would it bring darkness to our shores as well? Even if not for Jonathan’s sake, the target was important enough that I would remain part of this improvised team.

“I am committed to this mission just as I was before I found Gail.” I tried to smile encouragingly at Guy, as if just a smile and a promise were enough to relieve the distress in his face. He tried to smile too, which made him look unhappier, and went into his room.

I called Gordon and said, “Let’s try and summarize what we have so far.”

“We have a young boy, kidnapped, son of an Israeli scientist who is a space engineer. His mother is a dentist.”

“Is this a reason to kidnap him?” I asked wanting to make the facts as clear as possible

“Not really. The scientist is a university professor. He is a partner in a civil space research program. The mother treats normal patients, and once a week volunteers to work in low-income neighborhoods. The boy himself is some sort of tech genius, but that is also not a good enough reason to be kidnapped.”

“Let’s continue. He was kidnapped at a casino in New Jersey by Murat Lenika, the wayward son of the head of the Albanian mafia in the UK. Have we managed to locate Murat?”

“Not yet. The clue we received about the apartment yielded inconclusive results. The kidnapped boy wasn’t there by the time we got there but there were a few women who had arrived recently in the United States and barely spoke any English. They had no idea where he had gone with the boy. The only thing they knew was that he’d transferred the kidnapped boy to the terrorist cell.”

“It seems that the connection is incidental but…”

“And here is the big ‘but’... There is a suspicion that Murat Lenika was involved in a weapons robbery in Germany and that is why he fled to the United States.”

“Are there grounds to have him arrested for this crime? Some demand from Interpol?”

“Unfortunately, no,” I sighed, “The Albanian mafia made its sacrifice. Someone in Germany took the fall for the crime.”

“Let’s go back to the list the boy found in the casino, mainly to the locked files, which, by all account, Murat Lenika had no knowledge of.”

“The lists are locked with a complex password.” I wanted to share a positive thought I’d just had and added, “This must be the first mistake of the brain behind this operation. I think the list wasn’t supposed to reach Murat Lenika.”

“Exactly. The file contains a list of weapons, mainly distinctive sniper rifles. Besides that, it consists of Israeli targets, flight numbers that seem to be targets for an attack.”

“Did you notice anything peculiar in this list?”

“No. What’s strange?

“That it is not only EL AL direct flights,” I said

“Which makes us suspect that a massive attack is about to take place on Israeli targets on US soil.”

“Correct!” We were both silent for a moment and then I added, “What about the new information? What have you found out about the British school which was so interesting Guy and