Human Trafficking, The Retribution

Jim Koris

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Katya and Irena are twin sisters from Sokolov, Russia, who dream of becoming fashion models. They have the looks to pull it off too. But their dream turns into a nightmare when they discover that the agency that signed them is a human-trafficking organization, and they have been kidnapped as sex slaves. Meanwhile, their parents are back home, unaware of these unfortunate circumstances awaiting for them. They have already experienced the pain of losing a child; their son Nikolai, an ex-KGB agent, disappeared after the agency was dismantled and hasn't been seen since. When good luck finally brings him home, he is heartbroken to find his sisters gone. Nikolai begins his search for his sisters, using every contact and all the training he has. But as circumstances worsen and tragedy dawns, Nikolai's rescue mission may turn into one of revenge...

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• Publié par: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Date de parution: 31 janvier 2020
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781645367161
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Human Trafficking, The Retribution
Jim Koris
Austin Macauley Publishers
2020-01-31
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About the Author

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Jim Koris is a Canadian citizen who has been living, for most part of his life, in Toronto, Ontario. He is Greek by birth and was born in 1940. He lived the atrocities of WWII and later the Communist era. His early life was full of struggles for survival.
He worked hard as a young child in the streets of his birthplace, Thessaloniki, while attending high school at night. Later, he joined the Greek Army, as it was, and still is, a compulsory duty for every male citizen. All his life, he read tons of different books and magazines, and watched hundreds of movies. He likes to write stories of action and adventure. He studied screenwriting and wrote more than a dozen scripts.
Jim is married to Lelis and has two grandchildren.
Dedication
I would like to dedicate this book to
my daughter, Alexandra.
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Koris, Jim
Human Trafficking, The Retribution
ISBN 9781643781976 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781643781983 (Hardback)
ISBN 9781645367161 (ePub e-book)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2019915849
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1
Jungle Path, Colombia, South America. Day.
Two Jeeps and a GMC truck, loaded with Colombian guerrillas on board, dash on a trail surrounded by heavy bushes and try to reach a concealed airstrip.
The roaring sound of a plane flying low above them is heard, with a banner hanging beneath it with an inscription in Spanish: “Hello, freedom fighter brothers.”
The pilot is Nikolai Pavlovich, in his 30s, an average-sized man with sharp penetrating eyes, and next to him is Sergey, his co-pilot and a childhood friend of the same size and age, with an ironic look on his face.
Nikolai’s voice is husky, and he drags his words in a lazy manner.
He also has a stuttering problem when he gets emotional. On the contrary, Sergey’s voice is smooth like a choirboy’s.
Sergey: “Why you look so nervous, what’s the matter?”
Nikolai (in a hoarse voice): “Because every time I get an assignment to drop weapons here, I’ve got a cold feeling.”
Sergey: “Why man?”
Nikolai (nervous): “It’s dangerous, that’s why. We might be detected by the country’s radars and go down in no time. It happened before to a plane of our organization.”
Sergey (worrying): “Why didn’t you mention that before, instead, you dragged me along with you?”
Nikolai: “Because I needed someone I could trust, that’s all.”
2
Airstrip. Later.
Nikolai lands and leaves the engine on while the two of them jump out, open the cargo door, and unload the weapons’ cases.
Moments later, the rebels reach the spot with their vehicles.
Carlos, a big man with long black hair and a curly beard, wearing a belt of cartridges around him and looking like the group leader, jumps out of the first Jeep and screams commands to his men in Spanish.
Carlos: “Boys, hurry up and bring the money.” Then to some others: "You, m ove your asses and bring the coca to the plane, then carry the weapons back here, now."
Then he and a couple of his men open the cases and check the weapons. Their faces look satisfied.
Nikolai and Sergey count the money with greedy eyes.
Next, they use up-to-date instruments and test the quality and weight of the cocaine. Carlos picks a ground-to-air missile from an open case, lifts it up, and aims in the air, laughing with sarcasm.
Carlos (in English to Nikolai): “ Señor Nikolai, your shipment seems okay as we requested. Thanks to the Old Mother Russia’s technology, we have better weapons now than our army, ha-ha-ha.”
Nikolai: “I am happy to hear that, amigo , and your gringo dollars feel good in my hands. I also hope your coca makes up the difference for the rest of the value.”
Carlos: “Our coca, Señor , is the best quality money can buy. I can connect you with some good clients in Miami.”
Nikolai: “Thanks, we have our own in Europe.”
Then Carlos goes to his Jeep and returns with a package.
Carlos: “I almost forgot, amigo . I have a present for you in appreciation of our good friendly relationship.”
Then he hands him a case of cigars.
Carlos: “Same brand brother Fidel smokes.”
Nikolai: “You’re generous, amigo , thank you.”
Carlos looks at the ground, thinking.
Carlos: “You know, amigo , I got something very special for you to remember me by every time you use it. Wait a minute.” (He goes to his Jeep and, a moment later, returns with a package.)
Carlos (handing Nikolai a small wooden case): “I’ve got this for you, my friend.”
Nikolai opens it and looks inside. It’s a Rambo-style knife with one side like a saw. Nikolai shows admiration as he examines it. The handle is of ivory, and the knife is of silver.
Nikolai (starting to stutter): “No, Carlos, no, I…can’t accept it, man. It’s a…very—very special gift, and I don’t deserve it. I—I don’t have anything suitable to offer you.”
Carlos looks at him curiously, then at Sergey.
Sergey (smiling and with irony in his words): “Don’t worry, Carlos, he becomes like that when he gets emotional. It’s your gift.”
Carlos: “ Amigo , Nikolai, don’t worry, take it. You’re a good and honest man, and you deserve it. Besides, it didn’t cost me anything. I stole it from a rich plantation owner.” (Then he laughs.)
In the meantime, Nikolai’s eyes are wet from emotion.
He searches his pockets to offer Carlos something.
Then he takes, out of his neck, a choker that bears the symbol of the KGB Academy.
Nikolai: “I hope you accept this personal item as a decent gift trade, Carlos.”
Carlos: “I do, amigo , I do. It’s an honor.”
Then they both hug and kiss each other goodbye while Sergey watches them, smiling.
3
Hidden Airfield Somewhere in the Balkans. Night.
Nikolai and Sergey land the plane here and bring it to a halt near a seemingly abandoned warehouse.
Its doors open and a team of five men come out. Three stand guard with machine guns, and the other two unload the drugs.
Nikolai and Sergey walk down a metal stairway. A makeshift elevator brings them to a floor below, near a door. Sergey dials some numbers on a security pad on it, then the door opens and they enter. The two friends enter a large recreation room where a number of people of both sexes are playing pool and cards, reading newspapers, chatting, and drinking.
When the two friends enter, some turn around and look at them with curiosity, then they continue their routine.
The two guys walk to the end of the room and stop in front of another door. Sergey knocks at it, and when it opens, both of them walk in and Nikolai surrenders his suitcase with the money, signs in a book, and they leave.
The two friends sit to have a drink and chat.
Sergey: “After all your fears of being detected by radars down there, this mission wasn’t dangerous after all, was it? Plus, you got presents.”
Nikolai (not paying attention): “Yeah, sure.”
“Why don’t you pay any attention to me, man?”
Nikolai’s eyes look mesmerized as they are fixed on a beautiful brunette at another table.
Sergey follows his object of attention.
Sergey: “Forget it, man, she’s engaged.”
Nikolai: “What? Who’s engaged?”
Sergey: “The brunette you’re looking at. She’s taken.”
4
Nikolai’s Flashback Starts
He sees himself at a younger age as he drives along with Zina, his fiancée, a brown-haired pretty girl.
She looks happy as she leans on his shoulder.
Zina: “So, when will be the happy event for us, baby? I can’t wait to see us together forever.”
Nikolai: “We have to wait until our graduation from the academy first and my father’s return from Afghanistan, darling.”
Happiness is apparent on their faces.
5
Back to the Present Moment
Sergey: “Eh, man, you daydream again?”
Nikolai: “No, I just thought of my parents back home. I miss them, it’s been so long.”
Sergey: “We miss something we don’t see but want to. What is it in your case?”
Nikolai: “Stop your cheap philosophy, man. I want to see them, but…”
Sergey: “But what? I am concerned about you, that’s all.”
Nikolai: “Concerned about what?”
Sergey: “That you never went back home to visit your folks after the break-up of the Agency. You’ve got, also, two grown-up sisters, in case you forgot. They probably miss you.”
Nikolai (nostalgic): “What about you, smart ass, did you visit your mother?”
Sergey: “You know that I did, a few times.”
Nikolai: “It seems that I don’t have the guts to visit them after all these years. Many times I promised myself to get on an Aeroflot carrier and go there.”
Sergey (teasing Nikolai): “It’s an encouraging promise though. Maybe one day you go when they are not alive or too old to recognize you. Even your si