Silence is Silver, Revenge is Gold: Thriller
By Henry Rohmer
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Silence is Silver, Revenge is Gold: Thriller
by Henry Rohmer
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Someone has made a decision and lives only for one thought: revenge! An old wrong must be atoned and a perfidious plan is implemented in cruel deeds. A series of murders puts New York in fear and the investigators follow the trail of blood through Manhattan...
HENRY ROHMER is the pseudonym of the author Alfred Bekker, who is best known for fantasy novels and books for young people. In addition, he is the co-author of well-known suspense series such as Jerry Cotton, Cotton Reloaded, John Sinclair, Kommissar X and Ren Dhark. He also wrote historical novels as Conny Walden.
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Silence is Silver, Revenge is Gold - Henry Rohmer
1
May have to clean up ruthlessly today,
growled John Parisi. But that's nothing new for you!
His two bodyguards acknowledged this with a brief nod. They held their Uzi submachine guns at the ready.
The trio reached the dark teak door at the end of the hallway.
A guard in a dark suit stood in front of it.
Close your mouth, Buddy! Haven't you ever seen us before?
asked Parisi. The guard stepped aside. The door opened. John Parisi's massive figure entered the room.
Even his well-built bodyguards looked slight compared to this gray-bearded colossus in a tailored suit.
Parisi could literally feel a breeze of ice wafting over him. The faces of the men who had taken their seats at the table were rigid. Their expressions would have fit a funeral. Parisi had been number one in the syndicate long enough to know that this was a life-threatening moment.
The mood was against him.
Parisi had one of his bodyguards pull back the chair. Then he sat down. The thick Havana in the corner of his mouth went out. A bad omen... He cursed softly to himself.
The two gorillas positioned themselves behind their boss.
The heavy teak door slammed shut.
So, what's up?
growled Parisi. It wasn't me who insisted on this meeting...
Silence reigned. You could have heard a pin drop in that second.
Parisi did not like this mood.
His gaze went down the row of people present. They were all people from his organization. They had all come. This meeting had become a kind of plenary assembly. No one had told him that before. He began to suspect what was going to happen here.
A coup!
There have been problems lately,
said one of the people present. He had a half bald head and high cheekbones.
So what?
hissed Parisi, fixing his counterpart with an icy stare.
A lot of people here think you're out of touch!
Oh, really,
Parisi caustically retorted. You know what I think, Loomis? I think you're overestimating yourself!
The fact is that the Ukrainians are giving us a hell of a hard time,
it now came from another quarter. We need a change at the top.
A murmur of approval arose.
There was a rip-roar as the bodyguards of the great Parisi loaded their Uzi submachine guns.
And instantly the room was quiet again.
Dead quiet.
I have a feeling that some of you haven't really thought your minds through yet,
Parisi commented. He picked up his Havana and tossed it aside. He screwed up his face in disgust. Really seems like I've been a little too lenient with some of you. But mistakes are there to be corrected...
You said it, Parisi,
Loomis said now. His voice clinked like ice.
And John Parisi's eyes widened in horror as the barrels of the two Uzis were suddenly aimed at him.
His own people! Parisi was frozen with shock.
No...
he whispered.
Fear sweat formed on the forehead of the colossus.
Get up, Parisi!
said Loomis.
What are you going to do?
Loomis smiled.
It's not our way to murder one of our own. At least not if it is not absolutely necessary.... Although one or two of you in this room might actually have very good reasons to single-handedly break every bone in your body...
Loomis shrugged. We're not brutes, after all...
But...
There's someone who seems particularly hell-bent on sending you over the Jordan River in person!
John Parisi began to stutter. Look, I...
Forget it, Parisi. It's not possible to come to an agreement. Not anymore.
What do you mean?
Parisi was still gasping for air.
His own bodyguards grabbed him and took him in the middle.
Nice working for you, Parisi,
one of them said, grinning wryly. But everything comes to an end...
2
She was a beauty. The tight-fitting dress hid little of her exciting figure.
The seduction in person, that was her!
Only something was wrong with her eyes.
They were sea green. But they did not remind of the scent of seaweed - but of the cold facetted eyes of a snake. An icy look, in which deadly determination stood.
The large .45 caliber automatic in her right hand gleamed golden. A weapon whose projectiles could rip a man's skull off. Much too big for her delicate hands. With one swift movement, she slid the magazine into the gun. A devilish smile flitted across her full-lipped mouth.
Then she put the gun in her purse.
It couldn't be long before she would finally have the man in front of her gun whose death she longed for like nothing else.
A cool breeze blew in from the East River across the brownfield site in northwest Queens. A factory building whose demolition was about half complete. Today was Sunday, so the big machines with the wrecking balls were on break.
A place made for murder....
You're taking your time,
said the dark-haired curly-headed man who was standing a few feet away from the young woman, facing the East River. He stomped out his cigarette. An Uzi submachine gun hung over his shoulder.
Don't worry, Kelly,
she said, it'll all work out...
You're taking this pretty calmly, Janet.
Shouldn't I?
We're not killing anyone here.
I know! I know better than anyone, Kelly!
She smiled.
Their plan was perfect.
She trusted in it. Nothing could go wrong.
At that second, the dark, extra-long Mercedes sedan came around the corner. Parisi's car. But he was no longer in charge of the route.
The car approached, stopped.
A door opened.
A massive figure was brutally pushed out.
John Parisi turned on the floor with a groan. He looked up.
His pale face lost the last vestige of color.
Janet - you?
he muttered, stunned.
Janet, meanwhile, had taken out her pistol and loaded it. She stepped closer, grasping the gun with both hands.
The door of the Mercedes sedan was closed again.
The car roared away with screeching tires.
Parisi looked after him for a moment.
Janet laughed. Yeah, your Boys did a good job, huh?
He tried to get up. With some effort, the massive Parisi finally succeeded. He looked at Janet.
I don't understand...
he muttered.
No?
Her voice sounded like ice. She stepped toward him. You really don't know? Then you're no different now than the many whose life light you snuffed out with a snap of your fingers, John!
She laughed. Good bye, Parisi!
And then she pulled the trigger.
Again and again. And her face contorted into a grimace. The first bullet hit Parisi in the torso. He staggered back, while the next bullet pierced his chin. Even before the massive figure plopped heavily to the ground, Janet had fired half a dozen rounds. She didn't even stop firing when the big boss was already lying on the ground in a strangely contorted position. Motionless. And dead.
3
Agent Jesse Trevellian, FBI,
I introduced myself to the tall City Police Sergeant. I pointed next to me. This is my colleague Milo Tucker.
The sergeant nodded.
You're really fast,
he said appreciatively.
Milo and I hadn't even been in the office that morning. I had picked Milo up at the usual corner, then the call had come from headquarters. And instead of going to 26 Federal Plaza, where the New York FBI District had its headquarters, we had gone as fast as we could to northwest Queens.
Members of a demolition crew had found a body when they were about to start work.
The homicide squad had started the investigation and found that the dead man was a very familiar face.
John Parisi, a big shot in organized crime.
According to our findings, he had controlled a syndicate that made its profits primarily from the illegal disposal of hazardous waste.