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    Death Wish
    Death Wish
    Death Wish
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    Death Wish

    By Wolf Sherman

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    Foreword:

    A fictional account on what happened behind the scenes during the Gorbachev period and after. 1985-1994. With the coming to power of Mikhail Gorbachev in 1985, the USSR began to experience a profound process of restructuring, or better known as Perestroika, and political liberalisation, Glasnost. There had been at the time a concern that the new dispensation would alter the policy of support for the ANC (African National Congress) and other liberation forces, especially since the Soviets were now embarking on a thaw in Cold War relations and a rapprochement with the United State and the West in general.

    Synopsis

    Moscow Rules:
    Assume nothing.
    Never go against your gut; it is your operational antenna.
    Don't look back - you are never completely alone.
    Any operation can be aborted. If it feels wrong, it is wrong.
    Maintain a natural pace.
    Lull them into a sense of complacency.
    Build in opportunity, but use it sparingly.
    Don't harass the opposition.
    There is no limit to a human being's ability to rationalize the truth.
    Technology will always let you down.
    Once is an accident. Twice is coincidence. Three times is an enemy action.

    Prologue

    Electronic - Sunday Times - Obituary
    Electronic - The Christian Science Monitor - Obituary
    Electronic - Epoch Times - Obituary
    Electronic - New York Times - Obituary
    Electronic - The Irish Echo - Obituary

    Novospassky Monastery
    55°43′55′′N 37°39′24′′E
    It is indeed with a heavy heart that we informed of the passing of Olaf Romanov. He passed away in his sleep yesterday at the age of ninety-two at the Novospassky Monastery. He had been for decades, an integral part of a small group, who had ensured the well-being of the members, and preservation of the Monastery. He was a nephew of Nicholas Romanov, the late Prince of Russia, a loving husband, fraternal brother of a number of charitable orders, and veteran naval officer. He will be fondly remembered.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWolf Sherman
    Release dateMay 20, 2018
    ISBN9780463497647
    Death Wish
    Author

    Wolf Sherman

    Biography - Wolf ShermanWolf was born in 1970, grew up in Pretoria and after school joined the South African Police in 1988. During 1993 he was transferred to Johannesburg. During his colourfully interesting police career he was attached to several specialist divisions that include the anti-vehicle theft unit, organised-crime-and-political-investigations unit, and the East-Rand Murder & Robbery unit. After his police career he successfully applied his experience in the corporate financial world as insurance investigator and financial planner.Wolf is 48-years of age, have been blessed with three daughters, and is an avid blood and blood platelet donor. He fills his time by weaving his unusual life experience and keen interest in religion, metaphysics, war and political research and that of his love for food and classical music - into his poetry, fictional short stories, and novels.“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, said Jojen. The man who never reads lives only one.” - George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons.I'm always curious to listen when people talk about which book - ever - they'd first read. For me it was “The Man Called Noon” that was published in 1970. I suppose that it goes without saying the 1973 film directed by Peter Collinson - of the same name - as the 1970 Louis L'Amour novel, was quite a hit in the day.I was always in love with the books in which storytellers extended an invitation right from the word go, and pulled me in into a different world. The next early love for me growing up were bookshops and libraries. But I'd consider libraries had the first place. My love for both novels and short stories grew over the years, but somehow short stories found me more often. In part, I think because one can sponge it up in a single sitting, and move on to the next world, so to speak.On the topic of short stories, the storytellers in this instance tell how they see it - but being forced far quicker to relay that. I have no doubt that any short story can be stretched out and pinned down to become a novel - if one wanted to. Obviously there is no set length that a short story has to subscribe to, but I'd imagine anything from five-thousand to twenty-five-or-so-thousand words is adequate to save someone, murder a few people, get some revenge, use most of the rope in your boot, discard the spade when you're done, and go in hiding till the whole thing blows over. Of course, if there's a body to begin with... Which really stems from poor planning - I have always thought - in a story. Naturally. Of course, we also need to fall in love at some point and give our whole heart to someone special. It makes for a more balanced killer. In a story. Naturally.Look me up on:Pinterest @ Wolf Sherman BooksInstagram: @Wolf_ShermanTwitter: @WolfSherman2

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      Death Wish - Wolf Sherman

      Death Wish

      Copyright © All rights reserved - Wolf Sherman. The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book without permission is a theft of the author’s intellectual property. If you would like permission to use material from the book (other than for review purposes), please contact wolfshermanbooks@gmail.com

      Thank you for your support of the author’s rights. Although this is a fictional work, some locations, organisations and events are factual. The characters and times in the storyline are fictional - therefore, all resemblances to actual people present or past are purely coincidental.

      Foreword:

      A fictional account on what happened behind the scenes during the Gorbachev period and after. 1985-1994. With the coming to power of Mikhail Gorbachev in 1985, the USSR began to experience a profound process of restructuring, or better known as Perestroika, and political liberalisation, Glasnost. There had been at the time a concern that the new dispensation would alter the policy of support for the ANC (African National Congress) and other liberation forces, especially since the Soviets were now embarking on a thaw in Cold War relations and a rapprochement with the United State and the West in general.

      Based on the historical, although the seemingly forgotten fact that the remaining MK troops were sent back to South Africa. Pik Botha had at the time visited Moscow on 7 November, to restore consular relations with the Soviets two days later. Of course, as fate would have it FW de Klerk announced his intention to visit Moscow, but before he arrived the USSR was dissolved on 8 December 1991. The world learned that Yeltsin replaced Gorbachev in the Kremlin, and immediately courted the West in a search for loans and investments. Having established diplomatic relations with Pretoria in February 1992 and cutting off all financial support for the ANC, De Klerk was received in Moscow in May of 1992. The Soviet Union has been acknowledged as the ANC’s most important benefactor and had provided both military support in the form of hardware, as well as training some 2,000 MK cadres. Other forms of support were equally forthcoming, and many of the ANC’s leaders, including Thabo Mbeki, received degrees from universities in the USSR.

      Synopsis

      Moscow Rules:

      Assume nothing.

      Never go against your gut; it is your operational antenna.

      Don't look back - you are never completely alone.

      Any operation can be aborted. If it feels wrong, it is wrong.

      Maintain a natural pace.

      Lull them into a sense of complacency.

      Build in opportunity, but use it sparingly.

      Don't harass the opposition.

      There is no limit to a human being's ability to rationalize the truth.

      Technology will always let you down.

      Once is an accident. Twice is a coincidence. Three times is enemy action.

      Prologue

      Electronic - Sunday Times - Obituary

      Electronic - The Christian Science Monitor - Obituary

      Electronic - Epoch Times - Obituary

      Electronic - New York Times - Obituary

      Electronic - The Irish Echo - Obituary

      Novospassky Monastery

      55°43′55″N 37°39′24″E

      It is indeed with a heavy heart that we informed of the passing of Olaf Romanov. He passed away in his sleep yesterday at the age of ninety-two at the Novospassky Monastery. He had been for decades, an integral part of a small group, who had ensured the well-being of the members, and preservation of the Monastery. He was a nephew of Nicholas Romanov, the late Prince of Russia, a loving husband, fraternal brother of a number of charitable orders, and veteran naval officer. He will be fondly remembered.

      Chapter 1

      Five years before.

      For when things will get too much President. I can save you from the opposition, and as a team, we can save you from the ones who'd be opposed to the laws of this country, and that govern and protect this high office... but... He wasn't sure whether to continue - but it was already out now, but the man who had recently started holding the highest office was frowning at the partial remark. Come, you don't strike me as someone who'd keep back? If you don't mind my assumption. What's on your mind? It's just us. You may speak your mind here. Heaven knows you have done do for the past fifteen minutes... His frown was going nowhere, and seemingly for added effect, he'd crossed his arms over his chest, turning, and facing him square on. With the utmost respect sir, but you're not making this easier for me. The man's posture didn't change, bar tilting his head and forming a hint of a smile as if he was mocking his helpless state. But, I cannot save you from the business world. The new president had absolutely no idea how it all would eventually play out on the world stage. They normally don't... The man thought to himself. Turning his wrist, he noticed that he had fifteen minutes remaining, and when the new president looked down at the beep on his mobile phone, the man turned his head and glanced at the vacant helipad beyond the golf course. But you'll always be in the background? That's what my predecessor told me about you? He waited. Pardon me sir, but are you referring to your VIP guards? The man turned back for two words only and faced the other way again. No. You. While the president strode over to the far side of his desk he knocked on the top of it, as if testing it, waiting for his visitor's answer. An uncomfortable long pause filled the wood-clad office - apparently the new man on the job had no more to say till he got his answer. He'd heard a rumour that the most sought-after one in his field had been poached by Mossad, and he wasn't going to have someone with both feet planted firmly in the offices of two leaders' offices hang around. But then, the man didn't come to ask for an increase. He was here for something else. The phone rang and the president reached over and had put it on hold. I'll gladly wait outside, in order for you to attend to the call, sir. It might be important. That too made no difference. It's quite possible. But then I started speaking before it rang. So? Glimpsing the phone, he lifted his eyes at the man who had now become the reason why someone on the other side was holding on. In the meantime, he had seemed more interested in sliding the wooden drawers open and closed, curious to find out whether his predecessor had forgotten to empty them. I'll always be in the background, sir. I would imagine news travels fast in these halls. I had let them know yesterday that since you're taking office that I'll remain sir. The man didn't smile till he rose to his feet and

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