Daughter of the Bear a Thriller Mystery (Blog Fourteen) by Dan Watt, author of Brackish, and Queen of Caelum,  References at bottom of page.

Daughter of the Bear a Thriller Mystery (Blog Fourteen) by Dan Watt, author of Brackish, and Queen of Caelum,  References at bottom of page.

Peter the Great always had little people around him both for entertainment and for comfort.  This is an interesting contrast since Peter was six foot seven (200.66 cm).  Perhaps his fondness came from a matter of trust.


He uses the cellphone he talked to Ana on to find a private flyer.  Next he looks up the fastest way to get to Pushkin Airport.  Its 11 a.m. St. Petersburg time, it will take approximately nineteen minutes to take a taxi to the Pushkin Airport.  That gives him an hour wait before the pilot of the AeroVolga LA-8, an eight seat propeller driven seaplane, flies him just over 6,000 km in twenty to twenty-four hours to Komsomolsk-on-Amur.  That should include refuelling at Kryzl Airport just above the north- west border to Mongolia.   The pilot has already agreed to land him on the Ozero Myliki, and dock on the lake’s north-eastern shore by road R454.

He makes another call.  After a number of rings he hears silence.  In Russian he says, “Because one fears wolves, should one not go into the woods?”

“Though the place is crowded, nobody will mind if you join in,” a gruff Slavic voice replies.

“The bird will land near the road with wet feet.  Iakim Volkov is tanned and hurt his nose.”  His last words are original and could be comprehended so he hangs up.   He had mentioned to Marina’s Uncle Dmitry that he felt like a dwarf in comparison.  That was a long time ago and he hoped the retired colonel remembered.  He’ll have to buy survival supplies in case Marina’s uncle doesn’t pick him up on R454 after the plane lands.

After he glues on a large prosthetic nose, and thick brown eyebrows, he uses some of the cream to darken his hair and make his face appear naturally darker.  During his years with Intrepid he knows some agents couldn’t use prosthetic noses because of allergies and he’s thankful he doesn’t have such a problem.

He takes a taxi to the nearest Survival Market (паракорд и фурнитура).  Inside he buys a backpack, sleeping bag, army blanket, plastic canteen with adjustable weaved belt, granola and protein bars, waterproof matches, a knife with many implements, and a very nice throwing knife.  Next he tries on hiking boots and an all-weather breathable jacket.  Lastly he buys an emergency kit, small cooking set, and a bottle of Aquatabs should he have to purify water.  The store clerk fills up the canteen for him.

Before he leaves, the clerk asks him if he would like to buy any bear repellent or if he has a gun license to buy a rifle.

“No thank you,” he says making his voice sound deeper and cockier.









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