Oh, yes, Im sorry, I did not introduce myself, my name is Hilt, I need a boss.
I do absolutely nothing to say! Cold-bloodedly said the stranger, and, folding her lips into a special grimace sharply whistle. At the whistle came from the depths of the hangar three men. One of them, playing with his muscles athletic figure, went behind his back to Hilt, two others are on both sides. At this moment, the engine roared aircraft on which Hilt arrived and sped up.
That bastard! Lieutenant thought. Scared. To hell with it, let the rolls.
I repeat! Losing patience, said Hilt! I need you host.
Lou! Said the stranger in blue trousers.
At Hilt moved shadow behind. Instantly assess the situation, Hilt waited. And only when the thick, like a log, hand slipped from his back, trying to grab his neck. Hilt lunged to the left and met the athlete side of his hand, that a lightning speed crashed into his collarbone. Thick hand opponent whip hanging at your sides. The other two immediately flew off. Writhing in the dust of the pain and moaning loudly.
So wheres the owner? Calmly repeated the question Hilt.
Thats it! A sharp throw a stranger hands forward, and ominously flashed a knife blade. Hilt immediately leaned forward and took tip his hand, absorb the blow, like a magician, put the knife
vertically on the palm of your hand. The enemy, opening his eyes and opened his mouth surprise.
I repeat! Icily started Hilt! Where the owner?
I, I d-dont know! Suddenly began to shake, like a fever, a frightened stranger.
Answer the questions! Ordered Hilt.
Who owns the site?
Raul. Swallowing saliva and licking his lips, the man said hesitantly.
Well!
Raul. Squeeze out one.
So, where is he now?
I swear to God, I do not know.
Well, now in the hangar.
The man jumped into the hangar.
Not you! Hilt stopped him! These, to clean!
Together they dragged moaning people in the hangar. Hilt carefully tied all, he knew how to do it the best way possible. Then locked the door, looked at the site. Outside the hangar stood a small wooden house. Hilt did not pay any attention to the altitude, rather, because the tile roof almost did not stand out against the background of brown soil around. Hilt approached. In the windows curtained lace curtains, windows were covered with a protective film of copper color. Through such glasses sun loses its intensity, and the room reigns soft light. For these curtains Hilt guessed that Azon is a house. Over the entrance hung a sign Airline Azon and Stork with a picture of a stork floating among the clouds. Hilt tried to enter, the door was locked. Losing time is not included in the habit of Hilt, and he resolutely strode back to the hangar, thinking to himself: Ill rip off the bastard truth. But he had to stop half-way, as the roar of denunciation aircraft clearly testified that the aircraft it flies here. She looked at the sky. Hilt found there a silver car that already comes in to land. Hiding behind a wall of the hangar, he began to observe. The plane,
rocking, running down the runway, approaching, and finally stopped nearby. The door opened. Jumped onto the grass slender man in a leather jacket and dark blue trousers. Then extracted from the cabin bag and, putting it on her shoulder, walked with burden to the house. Hilt immediately recognized him as Azon. Poor biting excitement, he jumped out of his hiding place and rushed to meet a friend. He saw a man running towards him, stopped, his face etched bewilderment grew into grimace of astonishment and joy.
My dear friend! Shouted Hilt.
Is it you, Hilt?
Friends rushed into his arms. Forgotten bag was left on the field.
Tell everyone how you live and what are you doing? Asked Hilt. Sighing heavily, and sipping from a glass of hefty sip strong cocktail Azon began his dismal story.
Upon his retirement, with little capital, I went to south, full of high hopes and most of my future projects. Oh dear, Hilt, about them you know well. Buy ready-made rental of tourist planes I could not. Then I he decided to create one. On the shore of the bay strange I bought land from local ъ authorities. Hired workers and cleared it under the runway. The place turned out excellent. Beautiful scenery opened the prying eyes of tourists even in the height of my site. I am encouraged by well-chosen spot, continued with renewed energy construction. Finally, everything was ready. Preliminary calculations of my company promised me a considerable income. The matter was left to a few, is the purchase of the aircraft, with which I went to Mondale. You know, theres the worlds best fair aircraft. There purchased by installments whit this lightweight high-class aircraft that could at the same time to roll six passengers. Its transparent pod gave an excellent overview. Since then, my business went perfectly. I Advance payment of the installment and bought another plane, you see him. Starting to believe in his lucky star and good luck, I thought up a family. Not difficult to guess the location of our first encounter. She then became ill, and I invited her to him.
It so happened that she stayed with me, well, then we will allocate more and more, and finally, when I began to talk about the wedding, she brought to the house of his brother. Speaking, Azon shaking pictures, one of them Hilt learned swarthy stranger. Meanwhile Azon continued:
He asked me to deliver some goods from the jungle on the coast. I, without hesitation, agreed. Then the events unfolding on the breakneck pace. It turned out that my fiancée aided by a gang of drug dealers, and this, Azon pointed to the picture! No not a brother. They warned me that if I do not work for them, then I will hand over to the authorities. So I ended up here.
Damn it! Cried the hilt! They will pay for their insolence. Come on, dear Azon, I have prepared a surprise for you. With these words, Hilt drew another to the hangar. Unlocking the lock, he exclaimed: Take the sheep in his barn.
You yourself marsh heron. Slyly said the stranger.
Oh, the hell are you still even think scoff! Cried the hilt! Azon, the bastard police are looking for in the airport because of him, I had trouble. Do you have a room more reliable?
Of course. Posted by Azon. And they dragged the prisoners in the basement, built by the same
criminals for drug possession. Reinforced door with five locks securely locked.
And now, Azon, in a way, it is necessary to rescue your constriction, Im sure she was a victim of blackmail. On the way! The aircraft took to the air. Along the way, Azon told about plantation
opium. In the remote jungle undergrowth at gunpoint work Thousands of slaves. They cultivate the soil, removing several harvests cultivation in the year. Barracks at night, protected by sentries who stand on towers with machine guns, and the camp is surrounded by two rows of barbed
wire. These poor creatures fell for recruiting and advertising in the hope of earning found themselves trapped, poisoned with opium, they never return back.
We have them to overfishing as mice! Exclaimed impatiently Hilt. Azon, recalling the adventures of his youth, he felt the confidence that helped win more than once in a difficult situation.
No, Hilt! Cool head Azon prompted that they do not do it alone! We will do so
We have them to overfishing as mice! Exclaimed impatiently Hilt. Azon, recalling the adventures of his youth, he felt the confidence that helped win more than once in a difficult situation.
No, Hilt! Cool head Azon prompted that they do not do it alone! We will do so
And he outlined a plan that would have to do Hilt the service of the boss, the owner of the plantation, and prepare escape Ani was the name of the bride Azon. Meanwhile plane sat on the field marked off the same wire as the camp, and is adjacent to it.
Chapter 3
So you vouch for one another? Blue eyes, gazing at Azon, narrowed.
Yes, Sir! Confidently replied.
And you probably forgot how he got to us! Having spoken to Azon man looked younger than his years. Dry face, long a hooked nose, a network of wrinkles around the eyes and drooping eyebrows gave the holder a striking resemblance to a bird of prey. Posture complemented similarity with the stamp, bird, feeding on carrion. Hilt, who was standing nearby, grimaced at the sight prickly boss.
Ive been out of work for two years. I have nothing to eat. Stepped in Hilt.
Well, we still check it out. Answered the boss! In the meantime, sit up identification. Imperceptible movement of eyebrows planter was enough. Two burly guards tied his hands and dragged him through Hilt tropical sun-drenched courtyard in the barracks, on the wall of which
sportd the number 2. In the semi-darkness of the chamber, which pushed Hilt was unbearable stuffy and smelled of mildew and mice. Hilt stopped in the middle of concrete bag. His eyes slowly became accustomed to the darkness. Gray walls, ceiling and floor. Opposite door in the wall above his head came through the narrow window light. Another clang lock for chipped iron door and removes logs, echoed in the silence ringing in the ears blood Hilt yes deaf heartbeats. When the boss finally broke away from scattered on the writing desktop market and deliberately looked in surprise at Azon. Long, full of contempt glance what could be more offensive that, but Azon resist. Downcast eyes, he waited.
Oh, are you still here?
It should be understood that, Sir, as you agree? In hoping asked Azon.
I do not like to say, my friend! With a hint of irritation said planter! But since you insist, I will answer. Follow back and wait for further instructions!
Azon plane with associated weight soared into the air and headed on Nayami. On the plantation, the middle of nowhere, days passed after day, and every day someone died of slaves. Dead bodies are not burned, they simply buried wrapped in sheets. A month has passed since Hilt was thrown in a box number 2. The term is quite sufficient to kill any starvation death. During this period, Azon twice visited the plantation and each time the meeting took place efficiently, without unnecessary, is not related to the smuggling of words. In one such visit met with Azo Ani.
How do you wind? -Sad smile slid into the girls face.
Annie, my dear, I want you to pull yourself out of this and hell.
Anya was gone instantly mood. Her huge brown eyes filled with tears webs eyelashes and red. She glanced impatiently at Azon, then turned away. There was a awkward silence. In the emergency room, where they talked, smelled strongly of drugs. On a chair by the door with the words doctor, a security guard was sitting, his shaking with fever. He moaned softly, seemed he did not care, take it or not. Azon leaned to the bride, gently took her by the elbow and whispered, ear:
Im not kidding, get a grip. Escape appointed
He called the date, but the sudden roar of the falling body drowned word. The guard fell unconscious in his chair. Two blacks nurses accompanied Ani quickly blew it. At the door
office girl turned, their eyes met. Azon realized that it is ready to escape
Two native-servant came up with a stretcher to the camera. Door opened for the first time, a month from the moment when Hilt was pushed into it. One of the servants, accompanied by a security guard, entered inside the chamber. An involuntary cry burst from the lips of the logged as his eyes slid waxy pale figure standing dead dummy in the middle of the chamber. The guard fiercely pushed the second slave in the room, tirelessly whipping whip on his bare back. Anyone struggling with superstitious fear, trembling hands joined fellow, wrapping cold body of the prisoner sheet. When this was done, the slaves laid the body on a stretcher, after linking synthetic straps hands and feet. The corpse buried in the temporarily cleared area in the jungle.
These small areas are overgrown clearings within a month beyond recognition, good hiding grave.
Dazzling tropical night. Yes, yes, it is dazzling. Eyes open spaces filled with silver light over solid sea of green. Foliage in these rays becomes mysterious luster, a mirage Sea occurs before the astonished gaze, and it seems as if before you frozen giant waves, sparkling reflections of the moon
radiance. Greens are not just silver paint but black shadows create a bizarre landscape paintings.
Rare cries of night dwellers so sharp and sudden that gold blood. On such nights the local Aborigines sitting, crouching, in their huts, shivering with superstitious fear, for the very evil spirit
goes hunting. Shamans draw it in a long black toga with ferocious face, smeared with mud, mixed with the blood of the murdered the victim. Do not get caught in its path, ruthless spirit
Here are the two eyes flashed lights in a dark space jungle. Moment and a black shadow in the fast paced jumping flashed with green tree in the bush. A desperate cry of the defeated victim rolled over the forest. The clearing dotted with mounds of fresh earth, emerged from the darkness of the jungle with a black panther prey. In the tenacious jaws of the beast in its death throes squirmed baboon. Panther looked around, lay down, plunging his claws forepaws a booty, and, growling, began a bloody feast. Suddenly the beast alert. He raised his head, not moving
froze. Ears Panthers moved, struck up a brush on silver hairs. Another moment and the beast sprang to his feet, forgetting about the production and quietly disappeared into the blackness of the night shadows. There was silence, broken by distant shouts yes rustling of sleeping animals. It seemed that nothing can disturb the peace of the glade. There was a rustle in the silence, no, rather, a groan, and maybe its the sound of broken branches. Undoubtedly, it is a dangerous predator, dangerous and frightful panther. The moon has frozen over rides, and the shadows of the trees hid under the crown, shone more brightly moonlit hills yes fresh shoots in between. A strange sound came again, became clearer and clearer sound like a moan. Yes, it is heard a deep groan, chilling, it seemed, he awakens an evil spirit from the darkness of the grave. Suddenly collapsed on the ground freshly educated hill. In one place lumps of agglomerated movement stronger, more and more began to move earth, scattering around. Suddenly seemed smeared with mud fingers frantically gasping for air, began to look for invisible support. Then came the hand of the hill and show the human head. Lick it was terrible. Waxy pale, clay-stained face, clotted hair and thinness inspired by a true representation of the face in an alien from beyond the Kingdom of the Dead. The person applying the last vestiges of strength, crawled to the surface. He burst out of my chest frequent wheezing. Skinny chest heaving, his mouth withered lips snapped crisp air. He suddenly fell silent, breathing became a faltering, barely perceptible sigh. Firebreak silence, mixed with the chirping of cicadas and the distant cries of the rare inhabitants of the jungle. It took quite a time bush hid the shadows black sprawled on the grass alien. Finally, he stirred, moaned and crawled on all fours a spreading tree. On the way hand bumped into something soft and sticky, the man stopped in disgust twitched all over, sat down and began to wipe his hand on the grass stained.