Tom Wood

“Victor ignored him and reached inside the dead man’s jacket, searching unsuccessfully for a wallet. He went to take the man’s radio…

— Tom Wood

“Victor’s eyes narrowed. ‘Who are you working for?’ The man’s head slumped. Tears streamed down his cheeks. ‘Please…’ ‘Who are you working…

— Tom Wood

“To kill required little more than the ability to point and shoot. Almost anyone could do it. To escape required the successful…

— Tom Wood

“In a life threatening situation, whether terrorism or a rockslide, what kills most people is slowness to react. Regular lives are so…

— Tom Wood

“In the corridor the dying man had at last ceased his thrashing. Blood no longer spurted from his neck but simply oozed…

— Tom Wood

“I fought for a cause. And yes, I looted and I gained glory, but I went into that battle to protect my…

— Tom Wood

“I like that quote, but Napoleon was a fool, drunk on his own perceived invincibility. He could have ruled the world had…

— Tom Wood

“The whole basement was empty. Victor drew his handgun — an FN Five-seven — because he knew he’d walked straight into a…

— Tom Wood

“With his left hand Victor pulled the Beretta from the back of his waistband and pointed both guns at the doorway, one…

— Tom Wood

“, ‘who got out before you did, offers you a different kind of private-sector job. Kind of like what you used to…

— Tom Wood

“Alan Beaumont stepped through the automatic door of his office building and down the broad steps to the pavement. The sky above…

— Tom Wood

“k are you writing?’ ‘It’s a fictionalised account of the death of Archduke Ferdinand.’ ‘A historical novel then. How interesting. You understand…

— Tom Wood

“What are you?’ Rados asked. ‘You don’t strike me as the bone-breaker type.’ ‘I think of myself as a counsellor.’ ‘And what…

— Tom Wood

“He had one leg crossed over the other and sat with both hands resting casually in his lap. He wore a three-piece…

— Tom Wood

“Victor’s shadow fell over her and she looked up. She was surprisingly attractive, twenty-eight or — nine, pain in her delicate features,…

— Tom Wood

“Her voice was even, but quiet. ‘You’re not going to let me go, are you?’ His was the same. ‘No, I’m not.’…

— Tom Wood

“It seemed only polite to consider the plea from a target to alter the method of his own death, whilst accepting the…

— Tom Wood

“Slim shards of glinting metal protruded from his scorched face and eyes. His hair was on fire. The gun clicked empty, and…

— Tom Wood

“It was a marvel of mechanical engineering even if it shouldn’t be. By some standards it was thrown together. Constructed with a…

— Tom Wood

“Niven stretched out his arms so the rope binding his hands was braced against the vertical beam. He used that leverage to…

— Tom Wood

“Through the telescopic sight Victor watched the man’s eyes go wide for an instant before a corona of blood erupted from the…

— Tom Wood

“The gunman shifted his aim, following Victor’s path as he leaped into the adjacent bathroom, bullets blowing a line of neat holes…

— Tom Wood

“He’d kept it shut with his foot, having broken the lock to gain entry. He pulled it open with his left hand…

— Tom Wood

“The rifle was disassembled into its component parts, with its stock, barrel, grip, and scope separate to allow it to fit inside…

— Tom Wood

“It was almost impossible to operate with the best gear. The most effective weapons were the ones most hardest to obtain. More…

— Tom Wood