Dragon's Den
Mack Bolan parked his rental car in the lot of the Los Angeles Sheriff’s Department’s Marina del Rey station and climbed from the air-conditioned interior into the midday August heat. The salty odor of the Pacific breezes stung his nostrils. Bolan pulled the mirrored sunglasses from his face and rubbed his eyes. He still felt the aftereffects of jet lag. Shortly after his return from a personal mission in Europe, Hal Brognola had called and begged him to go to California.
“What’s up?” Bolan asked the Stony Man chief.
“We don’t have all the facts quite yet, but it was enough to draw the Man’s attention.”
Mention of the President got Bolan’s interest. “Let’s back it up a little. Tell me what you know.”
Brognola—head of the ultracovert Sensitive Operations Group, based at Stony Man Farm—told Bolan about the drug raid in Marina del Rey. Police had seized almost two hundred kilos of pure-grade opium. “And there were seven bodies,” Brognola added.
“Any make on them?”
“Three were Asian, but local law enforcement is having one hell of a time putting names ... read full excerpt from: Dragon's Den ebook
