Avenue of Thieves (Ryan Lock Series #11) by Sean Black
English | 2020 | Mystery & Thriller | ePUB | 3.4 MB
From the winner of the 2018 International Thriller Writers Award comes one of the must-read thrillers of the summer.
A tense, action-packed novel that shuttles between Russia in the late 1980s, as Communism collapses.
What would you do for a million dollars?
Now what would you do for a billion?
Back in the 1980s, as the Soviet Union collapsed, Dimitri Semenov battled Russia’s fearsome mafia, and the KGB, to amass a vast fortune.
Then, as his enemies circled, he fled to America, taking his billions with him.
Now someone wants all that money back, with interest, and they’ll go to any lengths to get it.
Award-winning author Sean Black returns with a thriller that’s bursting with his trademark mastery of action, suspense and pure, page-turning entertainment.
Strap yourself in!
You are in for a treat!
Years later, long after he’d fled Russia, Dimitri Semenov would discover that Americans had a name for the decision that kickstarted his empire: a choice so blindingly obvious there was no real decision to make, because the likely upside was so vast in comparison to the alternative.
They called such a decision a “no-brainer”.
In Russia in 1989 there were tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions of business deals that would, by any normal standard, have been considered no-brainers. Some were small. Some were large. Some could make you a year’s wages in the space of a few days. Some went far beyond that. These were deals that could make you not just rich but wealthy.
But, as with everything else in life, there was often a snag.
Back then the snag was that no-brainers, deals so extravagantly rewarding that you would have to be a fool to ignore them, attracted plenty of people with no brains but lots of muscle.
That was why you needed a krysha, which translated into English as a “roof”.
A roof scowled. A roof broke bones. A roof would stab, shoot or throw someone from the top of a building. If required, a roof would murder.
A roof was the person who made sure you could do business. A protector. A criminal to protect you from the other criminals. A shakedown artist who would stop you being shaken down.
The old Communist system had teetered on the edge for decades until, almost overnight, it collapsed. The collapse had offered unimaginable opportunity. Everything was up for grabs. But those opportunities came with risks.