Quote by Andrew Warren Download Open image ““CRACK! The retort was deafening, and unmistakable. Gunfire.”” — Andrew Warren ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“And I fired four more times at a lifeless body and the bullets sank in without leaving a mark. And it was like giving… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
“He knew the sound of an AK-47. It made a high-pitched, more mechanical crack than the American rifle, the M16, which made a deeper,… — Mark Bowden Copy Share Image
“As he drove away, he recalled Jack’s last words to him. The dark, dusty well was just a hazy memory now, but he could… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“The shadows had him in their grasp. There was no escape. You don’t have to escape, the voice in his head said. This is… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“The tunnel was massive. Its grey concrete walls were illuminated by orange bursts of light that flashed overhead. The roar of the GTR and the high-pitched whine of the turbo-charged Acura merged in an unholy mechanical scream. As they shot past the traffic at the entrance, the cars behind them slowed to a crawl. For a brief second, they were… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
“Zhengzhou East Station was one of the largest high-speed rail stations in the world. Its boarding platform was a vast, cavernous chamber of gleaming silver and white. A delicate latticework of metal beams crisscrossed high overhead beneath the high-domed ceiling. Caine knew those metal beams were studded with dozens of security cameras. As he meandered through the newsstands and food… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
“He looked back at the stairs. The man he had stabbed wasn’t moving. His dark skin had taken on the gray pallor of death, and his clothes were soaked in a growing pool of blood. Using the pen’s glass breaker, Caine reached up and shattered the light bulb. The alcove was cloaked in darkness. Then he grabbed the man in… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
“Do not fear death, Caine-san. In pain, you will be purified.” “Go fuck yourself,” Caine spat back.” — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“The look I told you I saw in your eyes. Years ago, when you were recruited for the Special Activities Division. I told you… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“He stumbled out from under the table, dropped to his knees, and clasped his hands over his head. He prayed that it was Rebecca… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“Caine took another breath, then kneeled next to the first yakuza. He patted the body down and removed a small but heavy Kimber automatic pistol, a wallet, and a cellphone. He did the same for the other bodies. The other yakuza carried a similar cellphone, but was armed with a Spyderco folding knife. The other two men carried no ID… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
“You coordinate intel from the alphabet soup that serves our great nation’s intelligence community. Oxymoron if ever I heard one. Now, I know I’m an ignorant yokel compared to a fancy DC suit like yourself. But that is your job description, yes?” “Yes, but—” “So there’s a question on my mind, John. How the hell did you coordinate this into… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
“The man’s right hand drifted towards the waistband of his jeans. It was a slow, casual movement, but to Caine it was as obvious as a neon sign. The Chinese man shook his head “Meiyou yingwen. No English.” “Bullshit,” Caine snarled. “Catch!” Caine yanked his hand from his pocket as the Chinese man's pistol cleared his waistband. Before the man… — Andrew Warren Copy Share
