The Serums of Silence
The second instalment of the SUPERFAST novella series
Rooting out Nazi refugees hiding in the UK has not been without its challenges, least of all the reluctance from the authorities to do anything about it. Disheartened at the scale of the task before him, Johnnie Wilson is approached by a rather flamboyant character who is need of his particular skills.
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Soviet defectors have been disappearing at an alarming rate. It's all rather too suspicious that the main modus operandi for the KGB seems to be an unfortunate road accident. Someone with better driving skills should really be taking the wheel.
RUSSIA
NOVEMBER 1961
“Where to, sir?” the driver asked.
His stocky passenger settled heavily into the rear seat of the limousine and sighed deeply. Everything he did was weighty. From his lumbering gait to the lugubrious jowls. Mass seemed to fuse itself to Komarov.
“Take me to the Leningrad.” He said. The deep baritone rumbling from a chest almost too heavy to support itself.
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Suppressing a yawn, the driver felt his eyelids becoming heavier and didn’t see the GAZ-51 lorry slewing across the road on a patch of ice. It’s heavy load of potatoes carried considerable momentum as the cab glanced off the left hand side of the Chaika. Knocked unconscious by the impact, the driver was powerless to avoid the skid that ensued. Launching the sedan through the railings, the battered black limousine hurtled towards the frozen waters of the river below.
