Outback Assault. Don Pendleton

the Filipino mobsters to become full-fledged mercenaries. As hired guns, they were among the best, well-trained marksmen, and a disciplined fire team. The renegades’ escape had squashed the Marines’ and Navy’s efforts to make an example of them.

      Waylon heard Garrett Victor’s gruff voice as the squad leader picked up. “What?”

      “It’s Waylon. I’ve got work for you,” the businessman said. “Where are you?”

      “Kickin’ back in Sydney,” Victor replied. “Having fun. Wade need help?”

      “He needs avenging,” Waylon corrected.

      “What the fuck?” Victor growled.

      “Someone killed him, and he’s now going on an operation in Darwin,” Waylon explained. “I need this bastard taken down, preferably without the Black Rose finding out.”

      “Why not get the triad to take this mook down?” Victor asked.

      Waylon sighed. “And let them know that their number-one foreign asset has been compromised?”

      “He’s still going to be dead. They give you another job…”

      “How’d you like some fat triad money, Gar?” Waylon asked. “You and the boys living higher on the hog, and you won’t have to pull grunt work like sitting on a cargo freighter, chasing off pirates.”

      Waylon could hear the gears turning in the greedy mercenary’s brain.

      “This guy took out Wade, though,” Victor stated. “He’s obviously bad news.”

      “That’s why I’m calling you and the boys,” Waylon explained. “The four of you could outfight anyone.”

      “It’ll take us a while to get a flight to Darwin.”

      “I’ll arrange it all for you. You can pick up the tickets at the counter,” Waylon informed him. “Do I have you on board, or do I have to look elsewhere for someone with balls?”

      “Nobody tells me I ain’t got balls, Eugene,” Victor snarled. “I’ll rouse the boys and we’ll bring this fucker’s head to you.”

      Waylon smiled, and told them at which airline they could pick up their tickets.

      With a group of easily goaded, overly macho thugs like these four, Eugene Waylon could not only recover from the loss of Augustyn, but continue living in the style he was accustomed to.

      But first things first. The tall man in black was going to have to die.