Stolen Arrows. Don Pendleton

      

      Bolan closed the cell phone with a click

      The man had wished him luck. The Executioner shook his head at the sentiment. Right now civilization needed more than that. Balls and brains could only take a soldier so far; after that it was the draw of the cards. So far, his luck was holding, but for how much longer? Just one slip on his part and the bombs would disappear, until atomic fire burned a city to the ground.

      A nuclear fireball bearing the technological signature of America and possibly starting a war that might never end.

      The soldier hoped that Lady Luck would stick with him. He had to find the Zodiac in twenty-four hours.

      Other titles available in this series:

      Hardline

      Firepower

      Storm Burst

      Intercept

      Lethal Impact

      Deadfall

      Onslaught

      Battle Force

      Rampage

      Takedown

      Death’s Head

      Hellground

      Inferno

      Ambush

      Blood Strike

      Killpoint

      Vendetta

      Stalk Line

      Omega Game

      Shock Tactic

      Showdown

      Precision Kill

      Jungle Law

      Dead Center

      Tooth and Claw

      Thermal Strike

      Day of the Vulture

      Flames of Wrath

      High Aggression

      Code of Bushido

      Terror Spin

      Judgment in Stone

      Rage for Justice

      Rebels and Hostiles

      Ultimate Game

      Blood Feud

      Renegade Force

      Retribution

      Initiation

      Cloud of Death

      Termination Point

      Hellfire Strike

      Code of Conflict

      Vengeance

      Executive Action

      Killsport

      Conflagration

      Storm Front

      War Season

      Evil Alliance

      Scorched Earth

      Deception

      Destiny’s Hour

      Power of the Lance

      A Dying Evil

      Deep Treachery

      War Load

      Sworn Enemies

      Dark Truth

      Breakaway

      Blood and Sand

      Caged

      Sleepers

      Strike and Retrieve

      Age of War

      Line of Control

      Breached

      Retaliation

      Pressure Point

      Silent Running

      Stolen Arrows

      Mack Bolan®

      Don Pendleton

      In doing what we ought, we deserve no praise, because it is our duty.

      —St. Augustine, 354–430

      It’s a soldier’s duty to stand guard against the forces of evil and to shout that none shall pass. In this I will not falter.

      —Mack Bolan

      As always, for Melissa.

      And a special thanks to Lucia Read. She knows why.

      CONTENTS

       PROLOGUE

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       CHAPTER THIRTEEN

       CHAPTER FOURTEEN

       CHAPTER FIFTEEN

       CHAPTER SIXTEEN

       CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

       CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

       CHAPTER NINETEEN

       EPILOGUE

      PROLOGUE

      Archbishop Park, London

      Distant thunder rumbled softly in the cloudy London sky, warning of a coming storm. Soon now, very soon.

      Trying to act casually, heavily