On The Run

ON THE RUN A SIMON FLETCHER ADVENTURE JEREMY WALDRON All rights reserved. Copyright © 2023 Jeremy Waldron No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author and/or publisher. No part of this publication may be sold or hired, without written permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the writer’s imagination and/or have been used fictitiously in such a fashion it is not meant to serve the reader as actual fact and should not be considered as actual fact. Any resemblance to actual events, or persons, living or dead, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication / use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. [email protected] ALSO BY JEREMY WALDRON Secret Assassin Action Thrillers Secret Assassin Justice Served Jackson Payne Thrillers Field of Fire Short Crime Stories Confessed to Murder Hostage Saturday Night Special The Deadly Affair The Samantha Bell Mystery Series Dead and Gone to Bell Bell Hath No Fury Bloody Bell Bell to Pay Burn in Bell Mad as Bell All Bell Breaks Loose To Bell and Back Escape from Bell Never miss a new release. Sign up for Jeremy Waldron’s New Releases Newsletter at JeremyWaldron.com CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Also by Jeremy Waldron About the Author CHAPTER ONE “Your Romanian is very good.” “Thank you,” I said. “How about your Russian?” She was a shapely brunette who had graciously been serving me drinks—one right after the other—for the past several hours. We’d hit it off, and I could see in her glimmering eyes that she was enjoying my company as much as I was hers. I replied in Russian, “I would like to spend the evening with you to get to know you better.” Without hesitation, she said, “You can’t even pull a fish out of a pond without effort.” Or in other words, nothing comes easy. We both laughed. Then the pilot announced, “Flight attendants, prepare for landing.” “That’s my cue,” she said, taking my half-empty glass from my tray table. CHAPTER TWO As I departed the plane, I walked past the brunette flight attendant and said, “See you tonight?” She smiled and said, “Goodbye, Mr. Fletcher.” I could only smile and hope that this wasn’t the first of many losses to come to Moldova. In the terminal, I caught up on messages and listened to a voicemail from Commander Sean Smith, the founder of the secret contract assassination firm A1Zero, and immediately knew by the tone in his voice it was urgent. “Fletch, I hate to tell you this,” he said in his message, “but I need to cancel. This isn’t going to work.” I immediately hung up and called him. “Hey, sweetie,” I said by way of greeting. “I got your message.” Smith said, “The