Twisted Web
Excerpt
Chapter One
January 22
Tucson, Arizona
The Ice Queen - a sexy Nordic blonde with pouty lips and ice blue eyes - gazed down at Kuhn. Her lusty smile and the mink bikini that barely contained her physical charms were warm reminders of his past. Like a Vargas pinup girl, she sat atop a globe that displayed her frozen domain: Antarctica.
Kuhn ran his hand over the aircraft's smooth aluminum skin, paying his respects. The patches on Kuhn's weathered aviator jacket matched those on the aircraft: us navy vxe-6 squadron. Beneath the side cockpit window, just above the rendered image of the Ice Queen, stenciled letters read:
CDR GREGORY KUHN
COMMANDING OFFICER
For almost a quarter century, Kuhn had piloted XD-10, the Ice Queen. She was a Lockheed LC-130R, a variant of the venerable C-130 Hercules transport equipped with skis mounted to her fuselage so she could land on ice.
As ungainly as she looked, the Hercules could actually fly and was designed to do one thing: lift heavy loads. Except for the cockpit, the fuselage of the Ice Queen was a cavern of empty space big enough to acco ... read full excerpt from Twisted Web ebook