Lisa Molin Assassin: One Hell of an Execution in Estonia

By Mike Ward

Lisa Molin is a freelance Swedish assassin working for the Russian mafia in Europe. When a male assassin can’t do the job the Russian mafia sends in Lisa. Her favorite method of execution is the garrote and she also uses the Japanese jutte which is a foot long bar of solid iron with two hooks on the side that can be used to rip flesh and dislocate joints. She is an expert in taekwondo and has killed many men that way. In Korean “tae” means to strike or break with the foot and “kwon” means to strike or break with the fist and she is an expert at both. She is the last person that more than 120 men have seen before they departed this Earth and usually they departed the planet by extremely violent means.

Lisa’s target is a Latvian businessman who has upset Anatoly Kazikov who is the head of the Russian mafia in Stockholm. The Latvian will be in Tallinn, the capital of Estonia in one week. When Lisa asks Kazikov how he would like her to execute Valdis Urbanovics, Kazikov tells her to blow the Latvian’s head off with a high powered rifle and to make sure it hurts like hell.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mike Ward
• Release date: Jul 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310114540

Mike Ward

Mike Ward was born in Glasgow, Scotland and currently lives in Florida, United States with his wife and two children. He is the author of two novels, two non-fiction books and six series of novellas:Parallel Realities seriesThe House on Mars seriesJacksonville Jack seriesStephen Haggerty Assassin seriesLisa Molin Assassin seriesDangerous Scotsman seriesHe is also the author of 60 short stories and novellas

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Lisa Molin Assassin – One Hell of an Execution in Estonia

by Mike Ward

(Author of The Banker With a Face Full of Evil)

Copyright 2016 Mike Ward

Published by Mike Ward at Smashwords

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Lisa Molin Assassin – One Hell of an Execution in Estonia

Excerpt from Lisa Molin Assassin – An Execution in Geneva

About Mike Ward

Other Books by Mike Ward

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Excerpt from The Banker With a Face Full of Evil

Lisa Molin Assassin – One Hell of an Execution in Estonia

Martin Karlsson cursed his lack of courage with women. The woman standing at the railing of the ferry had a kind of elegance about her. He had been watching her since the ferry had left Stockholm. She was strong, he knew that just by the way she walked up the stairs. There was a lot of energy about her. She had an attractive face but there was something very interesting about her and that was her makeup. Normally women worked to make themselves look more attractive in public but this woman was the exact opposite. She had done something to her face to subdue her attractiveness. Karlsson was fascinated by that. He had worked as an intern one summer for a Stockholm Theater group and he knew a lot about makeup, far more than most Swedish men. There was a litheness about this woman and she was somehow drawing him in. She hadn’t even noticed him and he was sure she was not doing it deliberately but nevertheless that was what was happening. The lights of the City of Tallinn in Estonia sparkled in the distance. At the most he had twenty minutes before she was lost to him. He had a cousin who would have already had this woman telling him her life story but Andreas was the life and soul of any party whereas Karlsson was the exact opposite so what to do?

Martin Karlsson had decided when he was fifteen years old that he would never let his shyness get in the way of anything. If he didn’t speak to this woman then he would have allowed his shyness get in the way, therefore, he had to speak to her. Rejection didn’t matter to him, a shy person learns to deal with rejection because it happens so often. If she rejected him then at least he would have tried whereas if he was afraid to ask then nothing was going to happen anyway. Karlsson didn’t realize but there were plenty of men on the ship with far less courage than him. His determination never to let shyness get in the way of anything actually gave him an amount of courage that many other men just didn’t possess. The woman moved her arm and pushed her hair back from the side of her ear. Her hair was quite long and dark falling just below her shoulders. Karlsson liked to look at a woman’s back when she was topless. He didn’t actually have to see their breasts, just knowing that their breasts were uncovered was enough for him. He fought that thought back, if he was thinking a thought like that as he approached her then it might show on his face and that was not the right way to approach a woman. His feet began to move and he forced himself to walk towards her.

Lisa Molin looked at the skyline of Tallinn as the city approached or to be more precise as the ship neared the city. It had been four years since she had killed anyone in Tallinn. Tallinn was a nice city with a beautiful castle and Old Town. She knew virtually nothing about the man she was to kill in Tallinn apart from his name, which was Valdis Urbanovics. All that would be provided by the Russian mafia. Suddenly her senses flicked to full alert. She looked around and noticed a young man in his twenties approaching her. He looked shocked that she had seen him and this pushed her immediately into a more alert status. She shifted her feet slightly getting herself ready to move fast. Then she saw the nervousness in his face and she realized this man was not going to attack. He tried to smile as he approached her and it was an interesting smile, the smile had a little fear in it as though he was readying himself for rejection.

I’d like to buy you lunch in Tallinn, Martin Karlsson said.

She heard the nervousness in his voice as he said it and she wondered how much he had pushed himself to say the words he had just said. She appraised him rapidly. He was probably ten years younger than her and that was intriguing but not surprising, for some reason younger men were often attracted to her. There was a nervousness in him but she could see strength there too and also determination. What was missing from this man was aggression and she liked that, she hated aggressive men because sooner or later she usually had to hurt them. I can’t meet you for lunch, I have meetings for the next four days, she said.

A more confident man would have asked for her phone number but this one did not, instead he started to turn away and as he did so she realized that bothered her. What part of Sweden are you from? she said. She watched as he started to turn back around towards her and she also saw the expression in his eyes change, there was a cautious hope there.

I’m from Göteborg, he said. I live in Stockholm now.

Whereabouts in Stockholm? she said.

Hökens gata, he said.

That wasn’t actually that far from where she lived. I live on Södermalm too, she said. What do you do?

I’m doing a postgraduate degree at the University of Stockholm in physics.

You must be intelligent, she said. He paused and she could see he didn’t know how to respond to that. He was trying to evaluate her level of intelligence, she could see that in his eyes. She watched as he decided on a reply. As she watched him, the moves to tip him headfirst over the railing came into her head along with the blow to the back of the head that would ensure he didn’t regain consciousness and would drown. His face changed for a second and she realized that something must have shown on her face even if it was momentary. A good assassin should be able to keep her face expressionless at all times but she lacked that skill, it was likely she wasn’t devious enough because it was often but not always devious people who had that ability.

He answered her question. I guess I’m fairly intelligent, he said.

For a second she was tempted to ask him why water didn’t boil at about minus 150 celsius which is what a compound made of two gases like hydrogen and oxygen should have done but that was more of a question for a chemist and if he didn’t know the answer he might have been embarrassed although maybe not, this one was a little different and she already knew she wanted to see him again. She watched his face change as he regained a little confidence.

If you don’t have time to meet me for lunch perhaps we can meet for breakfast.

She smiled mentally and wondered how he’d react if she said yes to breakfast as long as he was willing