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Bolan studied the Iranian’s ashen face
He wasn’t completely convinced that Vanaki was up to the job, and not sure he was justified in giving him such a dangerous task, even if he was.
“I’m giving you one more chance,” the Executioner said. “You don’t have to do this. No one could ever call you a coward if you decide not to.”
When Vanaki failed to answer, Bolan left him standing by the door with the Beretta in both hands. The expression on the young man’s face told Bolan all he needed to know.
Merzad Vanaki was ready to kill in the name of both his father and American freedom. Or die, if the dice rolled that way.
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Renegade
MACK BOLAN®
Don Pendleton
Freedom all solace to man gives;
He lives at ease that freely lives.
—John Barbour,
The Bruce, c.1375
I call upon all who love freedom to stand with us now. Together we shall achieve victory.
—Dwight D. Eisenhower,
Broadcast on D-Day
It’s not enough to say that we cherish freedom. It’s important in these trying times to put our words into action if we want to stay free.
—Mack Bolan
CONTENTS
PROLOGUE
Torture was unreliable. They had tried it in the past and found that the subject didn’t necessarily tell the truth.
He said whatever he thought would stop the pain.
CIA Agent Wes Donaldson watched the man at the table through the one-way mirror. Shuaib Marfazda sat passively on the other side of the glass, seated in a straight-backed wooden chair. He hadn’t been tied to the chair, or in any other way restrained. Yet he sat as if his arms and legs had been immobilized.