I am back from the Florida disaster and find myself assigned to a secret mission, ostensibly to secure the freedom of the son of a portly United States Senator, the chair of the Senate Appropriations Committee.
The action takes place in the Bering Sea and Russia, opening on Little Diomede Island, 2.4 miles from the Russian-owned Big Diomede Island.
I am thrust again into intrigue and possible danger or a fiasco. He is joined by a diverse group of expedition cruise ship denizens aboard the M/S World Discoverer.
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THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter I
The only 'accidental' discharge or ignition of an atomic device on U.S. soil in the history of nuclear weaponry had come to be blamed on me. Not the United States Navy, which was present; not ex-Navy Seal Marcinko, who was present; and not my control officer, who was...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter II
The distance from the bar to the wharf was not that far, although the rough surface of the port area was difficult to negotiate, as the habit patterns of the Inuits, who were the dominant Eskimo tribe endemic to the area, cast aside anything used or unusable without...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter III
I learned from Don, my bunkie and fellow de-frocked PhD, that the ship was never referred to as the “MS World Discoverer,” which was painted in black across her white prow and in white across her black stern. Unlike most ships, because of seafaring lore about...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter IV
The bar on the Lido deck is where I settled in for the afternoon run out toward the Diomede Islands. Passengers were drinking like proverbial fish and talking like magpies, so it didn't take long to learn that our speed approached nine knots. That put our arrival...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter V
The washroom door swung open. Felipe stepped through the entrance, dropped a pile of dry clothes on the floor, and then looked at my nakedness. I had nothing to hide anything with. He stared for a few seconds, looking openly at the roadmap of my career. His eyes met...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter VI
I moved through throngs of passengers populating the corridors of the ship. Murmurs of "doctor" came from some of them, as they reacted to my surgical scrubs. I had removed my coat. The temperature maintained inside the vessel hallways was always high, probably to...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter VII
Instead of going to my own cabin, I headed directly down to Botany Bay's number 36. There was something about the way in which the Basque woman had looked at me earlier, which was drawing me back. Don had stayed behind to consult with the passengers. He had begun his...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Seven, Chapter VIII
Two Filipinos came into the locker. They began to haul our tanks, and B.C.'s down to the waiting Zodiac. Dutch started to follow, but I stopped him by putting my arm across the door. "Dutch, this is the kind of dive that guys get killed doing. Pay attention. You do...
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