While They Sleep

While They Sleep

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
Guns will get you through times with no money better than money will get you through times with no guns.

Action and Adventure snow ussr cold-war

Table of Contents

Chapter 1 (ver.1)

Vision Quest

Submitted: January 19, 2016

The three men never stirred.  Not much of a challenge killing someone asleep, and out in the open.  The embers of their fire ma... Read Chapter

Chapter 2 (ver.1)

Border Station 1

Submitted: January 22, 2016

The umiak was heavy with supplies even though the trip would only last two days.  Assuming everything went according to the plan.&nb... Read Chapter

Chapter 3 (ver.1)

The Mistake

Submitted: January 25, 2016

I never made it to the University of Alaska.  I didn’t even finish high school.  When Eastwood died, I checked out.  I l... Read Chapter

Chapter 4 (ver.1)

Iceberg Hopping

Submitted: January 30, 2016

There is a list of bad things that can happen to the human body when it is exposed to the elements for too long.  In the bitter wind... Read Chapter

Chapter 5 (ver.1)

Back In The USSR

Submitted: February 01, 2016

I retraced my steps to the backpack.  I had left it a safe distance away from the settlement.  I stowed the food and supplies i... Read Chapter

Chapter 6 (ver.1)

Fireworks Boy

Submitted: February 04, 2016

My companions in the truck would not speak or make eye contact with me.  My wrists were cuffed together, as were my ankles.  A ... Read Chapter

Chapter 7 (ver.1)

Berserker

Submitted: February 06, 2016

The irony struck me as I sat on Andreyevsky’s bunk, now mine.  I was staring at his identity card.  I didn’t look anything ... Read Chapter

Chapter 8 (ver.1)

While They Sleep

Submitted: February 08, 2016

In the wilderness, there are a number universally accepted ways to mark trails.  A common method used in forests is to shave a recta... Read Chapter

Chapter 9 (ver.1)

The Woman With Red Hair

Submitted: February 12, 2016

By the time I finished harvesting fingers, I was famished.  I had been eating at survival levels for the past two days and it would ... Read Chapter

Chapter 10 (ver.1)

Ulaanbaatar

Submitted: February 16, 2016

If Lieutenant Colonel Irina Shirinova had pointed a weapon at me, or punched me in the face, I would have known what to do next.  Fo... Read Chapter

Chapter 11 (ver.1)

Blood In The Snow

Submitted: February 22, 2016

It would take the rebels two days to get to the river junction where we hoped to start tracking them. We were three days away.  That... Read Chapter

Chapter 12 (ver.1)

The Sting

Submitted: February 28, 2016

The narrow entrance to the cave created a stalemate.  Anyone crawling in or out would be an easy target for the men on the other sid... Read Chapter

Chapter 13 (ver.1)

Shut The Door To Catch The Thief

Submitted: March 07, 2016

The four rebels did their best to stay under the cover of the trees as they made their way down the valley.  But they had to cross t... Read Chapter

Chapter 14 (ver.1)

The Road To China

Submitted: March 15, 2016

I ran up the slope, dodging between the loose rocks and boulders.  This was an old game for me.  For years, I had run up and do... Read Chapter

Chapter 15 (ver.1)

Lonely At The Top

Submitted: March 21, 2016

When Zaya and two men came down the stairs, I knew it was time to go.  Zaya had a set of handcuffs, the others each held a police st... Read Chapter

Chapter 16 (ver.1)

The End Of The Beginning

Submitted: March 26, 2016

I knew Zaya would not give up without looking for me.  I would not head west, to China.  North or south would keep me in the mo... Read Chapter

Chapter 17 (ver.1)

Rock And Roll All Night

Submitted: March 31, 2016

When the airplane touched down in Moscow, it was mid-summer, 1986.  I was 23 years old.  I had been posing as my deceased frien... Read Chapter

Chapter 18 (ver.1)

Diamonds In The Rough

Submitted: April 05, 2016

It was late October of 1991 when I sat in the club in St. Petersburg, listening to Stanislav’s job offer.  The Soviet Union would ... Read Chapter

Chapter 19 (ver.1)

Learning To Fly

Submitted: April 15, 2016

The woman who would function as my assistant met me at the helipad.  Galina Gerasimova.  She was much more than an assistant, t... Read Chapter

Chapter 20 (ver.1)

Homeward Bound

Submitted: April 26, 2016

My boss didn’t warn me that you need to be smart before you learn how to fly a helicopter.  By the time Oleg finished the first ho... Read Chapter

Chapter 21 (ver.1)

Forgiveness

Submitted: May 02, 2016

Valery grinned a lot and shook his head, when I told him what happened the night before, on the road.  I did not leave anything out.... Read Chapter

Chapter 22 (ver.1)

Barbeque, Memphis Style

Submitted: May 12, 2016

At age 34, I finally held a high school diploma.  My first year back in the States went by in a blur.  I never realized how muc... Read Chapter

Chapter 23 (ver.1)

The Black And White Of Things

Submitted: May 14, 2016

My Southern education contained a few tests.  Like the day I was walking back to Jewel’s house, carrying groceries.  From acr... Read Chapter

Chapter 24 (ver.1)

Ave Maria Grotto

Submitted: May 18, 2016

I told George I would work for him until June, when his kids were out of school.  I promised Jewel I would write often and visit.&nb... Read Chapter

Chapter 25 (ver.1)

Bees, Butterflies, And Kung Fu

Submitted: May 21, 2016

True to my word, I snuck into the Grotto early the next morning and finished cleaning the columns in front of St. Peter’s Church. ... Read Chapter

Chapter 26 (ver.1)

Full Circle

Submitted: May 23, 2016

Mike Tyson’s fastest knockout took eight seconds.  Iron Mike had nothing on Brother Phillip.  The monk required less time tha... Read Chapter

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