"Дон Пендлтон. Chicago Wipe-Out ("Палач" #8) " - читать интересную книгу автораhad to, he had to. They'd probably say, "Bring us that dollie, Pete the
Hauler, and let us decide what she's worth." The king of the highways lurched to his feet and made a dash for the toilet, both hands clapped across his mouth. Them goddam ulcers. That goddam Bolan. Fuckin' no good sluts playin' around with older men. Why'd they have to?.. He made it to the basin just in time, and there disgorged an untenable collection of rage and sorrow and greed and fear - especially fear. Pietro Lavallo had no ulcers. He was suffering from inner rot. 4 Storm signals As night draped itself across the huge city beside the lake, two major storms also appeared to be in imminent descension. One was approaching from the northwest, in the form of snow and high winds and plummeting temperatures. The other was materializing within the city itself, and took the form of worried officials, bustling police movements, and multitudinous stirrings in diverse places. The lights at City Hall continued to burn brightly into the night, specifically in and about the offices of the mayor and commissioner of police. Standard riot forces were ordered to duty in civilian clothes , uniformed patrols were beefed up and re-deployed, and special motorized units were stationed at key points. disc jockeys that evening interspersed their regular format with funeral dirges dedicated to various fictitious and Runyonesque characters: Sammy Slink, Willie the Weasel, Tommy Torpedo, et al - and two local television stations pre-empted network programming to run special "background commentaries" on the life and times of one Mack Bolan. The Executioner had come to town, and all of Chicago seemed to be aware of his arrival. That other storm, advancing slowly from the north, drew hardly any notice at all - except from the luckless city employees who were ordered into all-night street service. In a private room above a Michigan Avenue tavern, a small group of quietly sober men were planning a storm of their own. Unofficially referred to as "The Quad Council," these four represented the invisible power structure which had welded the city and its environs into an impregnable stronghold of criminal corruption. Its members were referred to only as City, Labor, Industry , and Syndicate . In this meeting were worked out the various lines of responsibility, the "action interfaces," and the dimensions of effort to be thrown into the upcoming war. From this meeting were fielded generals with strange sounding names leading troops with even stranger talents, and a general of all the generals was named to directly oversee the war effort on behalf of the Quad Council. This lord high enforcer was one Lawrence "Turkey" Rossi - usually known as Larry Turk or, simply, Turk . The term Turkey , in general Mafia parlance, is used in relation to a particularly gruesome method of |
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