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[chrisno1]

Okay, so we're all a bit James Bond and Spectre obsessed at the moment, but if you fancy a break from OO7 in the next few weeks, check out my new e-book 'Steel Wolf' available from Matador Publications on 10/11/2015:

 

 

 

 

In 2010 the journalist, Jon Drago, embarks on an extended sabbatical to Eastern Europe. His life at home appears to have reached a crossroads and he has taken to filling his days and nights with high living and fast romance. Then one drunken evening changes everything for Drago as he is catapulted into a kaleidoscopic whirlwind of mistaken identity, blood and thunder, brutal gangsters, beautiful women, danger and death.

 

Against his better judgement, Drago comes to the aid of a desperate fugitive girl whose past is entwined with a vicious war criminal. Escaping Hungary, they attempt to reach the Czech Republic. Yet for Drago and Lucie trouble never ceases.

 

As they embark on an uneasy alliance, the two runaways are pursued by enemies at every turn: a diseased wizened cripple, an elite assassin, gypsy godfathers and finally a gang of shaven headed hoodlums armed with shotguns and hauling a pack of mastiff dogs.

 

There is startling action, suspense and intrigue all the way from Budapest to Brno until the story reaches is bitter climax and the darkest secrets of the human soul are revealed. When Jon Drago finally encounters the Steel Wolf, it as though his nightmare has only just begun…

 

[chrisno1]

All good thrillers take place on trains...

 

The train pulled from the station and Brno was left behind. The railway line cut between the mountains outside the city, following an old floodplain. The landscape was close, flat and empty. The last light of the day vanished and the inky darkness of night drew a curtain over the window. The girl became calm again and she took another short nap, her head propped against his chest and his arm about her shoulder.

 

Drago woke her when he needed the toilet and excused himself. The girl was right; the nearest convenience was under repair. A sign was tacked to the door and said something in three languages, one of them German, none of them English. He found a vacant cubicle in the next carriage.

 

Drago went inside and slid the bolt across. It was a roomy chamber, big enough for him to take two strides before reaching the bowl and sink. Like all chemical traps it stank of other people’s waste. Someone rattled the door. While he flushed and rinsed his hands, the lock shook again. It was probably an impatient, irritating child, he thought. Drago unlocked and opened the door.

 

The stranger stood very close to the entrance, no more than a foot away. He was dressed in an unbuttoned dull brown raincoat over a dark suit. Sprouting from the man’s gloved left hand was the stark metal barrel of an automatic pistol...

 

© 2015 Christoph John
 

Soon we’ll meet Jon Drago.

Five days to go!

 

Available November 10th 2015

 

http://www.troubador...asp?bookid=3737

Edited by chrisno1, 06 November 2015 - 01:06 AM.

[chrisno1]

Only a few hours to meet Jon Drago...

 

It's been six long years. I think I deserve a drink at Spoons like Drago and Delilah...

 

 

Vörös’s men wouldn’t look in such a high profile spot. They would be searching the backstreets and bars. There were lots of places to hide in such a big city. The boat was perfect because it was so unlikely. It was best, she believed, to hide as a lantern, not as a silhouette. Spoon was like that: an unmissable flash on the banks of the Danube.

 

The girl walked down the covered gangplank to an exterior boardwalk where a female receptionist dressed in a small, smart suit stood by a reservations lectern seemingly impervious to the cold.

 

The receptionist cast a schooled eye over the young woman and her informal attire. She confirmed there was indeed a booking in the name of Drummond and, with a disapproving glare, ushered her newest guest inside. Delilah politely asked if there was a washroom; she had only just finished work and would like to tidy herself.

 

The cloakroom was big and plush. She occupied a cubicle and quickly stripped to her knickers. From the shoulder bag she pulled out the little blue dress and the cheap pair of heels she’d bought earlier. She tore out the price labels. Quickly, the girl dressed in the new outfit and pulled the overcoat over the top. The old clothes she folded tightly and placed in her bag. At the sparkling basins, she washed with water. She hadn’t bought any make-up, but she decided the natural look, added to the waist-length ponytail, made her look fresh, innocent and rather homely. She ate the last of the fudge. There was a silver salver piled with little sugared sweets. She picked a handful, placed one on her tongue and sucked. Her mouth fizzed with bitter mint.

 

With the bag slung carelessly over her shoulder, the girl went back outside. She exchanged her coat and satchel for a stub ticket at the cloakroom. Then, purse in one hand, she set her shoulders back and her head firm and straight, her figure upright and brazen – exactly how Madam Souza would have wanted her. Delilah’s long shapely legs carried her, alluring and assured, into the wide, lustrous splendour of the lounge…

 

©2015 Christoph John

 

Steel Wolf out on November 10th 2015

 

http://www.troubador...asp?bookid=3737

Edited by chrisno1, 10 November 2015 - 01:30 PM.

[chrisno1]

Steel Wolf

 

A Jon Drago Adventure

 

 

From Christoph John

 

Out today !

 

£2.99

 

 

 

Go on.

 

Treat yourself to a late night thrill with your kindle...

 

 

http://www.troubador...asp?bookid=3737

 

http://www.amazon.co...ords=steel wolf

Edited by chrisno1, 10 November 2015 - 01:34 PM.