Arch Patton, Thunder Marine, Chapter Five

Arch Patton, Thunder Marine, Chapter Five

“Doesn’t matter what you got,” the imitation Errol Flynn DEA agent said, standing behind the front desk. “Twenty thousand bucks down to take it for a spin. Otherwise, bring in a marine surveyor and check it out all you want for nuthin.”……

Arch Patton, Thunder Marine , Chapter Four

Arch Patton, Thunder Marine , Chapter Four

The six of them loaded onto the Marine Corps Osprey tilt-wing aircraft. This Marine form of military air, with the aircraft flying at about three hundred miles per hour and with one in-air refuel, would take longer than any commercial jet…..

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Seven, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN Cochon II   Our van made it four blocks before getting pulled over. Over the top of the stacked luggage I saw that we were not being stopped by a marked vehicle. It was a sedan with one of those portable ‘Kojak’ red lights stuck to its roof....
Chapter Fifty-Six, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Six, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX See You Real Soon   I felt Don’s huge presence nearby, before he hunkered down, forearms atop the rail next to me. “Sitka,” he said, his gaze following mine across the extended docks, and beyond, sweeping up into the green mountains. “It’s a...
Chapter Fifty-Five, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Five, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE Angel of the Morning I opted to refresh myself before checking on Don and the Basque. My cabin door was unlocked and partially open. I did not even gripe out of disgust for the violation. Somehow, my space, and in fact, my very person, had become...
Chapter Fifty-Four, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Four, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR Beat to Quarters The cylindrically machined suppressor was cold in my hand, where it had remained since Cherno returned it to my possession. It felt bitterly cold. I slipped it, with some difficulty, into my front left pants’ pocket, before opening...
Chapter Fifty-Three, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Three, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE The Missed Rung Captain Cherno and I both rose to our feet simultaneously, our business together obviously concluded. We repaired to the interior of the Lido deck where Agent Maxwell sat across the booth from Captain Kessler. My eyes flared...
Chapter Fifty-Two, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-Two, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO “Dust-off”   “Perhaps you’d like to see a bit of the ship?” I presumed on the Captain, to change the subject. I needed time in spades. Time with Maxwell. Time with the radio on board the Coast Guard helicopter. Time to get myself together. The...
Chapter Fifty-One, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty-One, Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE Stalemate The doctor was examining Kessler, who lay on his back, as I stepped through the hatch to the infirmary. He had cut away any clothing surrounding the laceration. When he noticed my presence next to him, he moved slightly to the right in...
Chapter Fifty: Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

Chapter Fifty: Arch Patton: The Bering Sea

CHAPTER FIFTY      Crossing the Rubicon The ship’s fantail had been abandoned, in the Lindy’s pell-mell run for the open sea. After a while, heads reappeared over the high lip of its solid steel railing. “Indy, how are you doin’ down there?” I heard Don yell into his...