Passport to Peril (Hard Case Crime Novels)

Passport to Peril (Hard Case Crime Novels)

Language: English

Pages: 254

ISBN: 0843961198

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


THE REDISCOVERED PULP CLASSIC! 

Decades before Robert Brown Parker began writing his books about Spenser, a man named Robert Bogardus Parker (1905-1955) penned this extraordinary novel of post-war intrigue.  

From the corridors and compartments of the Orient Express to the shadowy, ruined streets of Budapest – which he saw firsthand as a foreign correspondent during World War II – Parker takes you on a nightmare tour of a land where life is cheap, old hatreds run strong, and a couple of Americans can find themselves in more danger than they ever imagined. 

With all the immediacy of the wartime dispatches Parker filed from Turkey, Danzig, Warsaw, and Bucharest and all the authority of a man who himself spent three years crossing borders without a passport and narrowly avoiding arrest by the Gestapo, PASSPORT TO PERIL paints a heart-stopping picture of desperate men in a desperate time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hiram was very patient. “Nobody said you had to. I told you I want to talk to her and I’ve got some questions for Schmidt, too. You’d better make up your mind right now that there’s nothing you can do to rescue Mademoiselle Torres without our help. All I’m asking is that you realize finding her is also part of my problem.” “What’s this problem?” I asked. “What’s this threat to the peace of Europe and the world? And what do you mean by ‘peace’ anyway? Who said there was any peace in the world?

the toilet. The train is on fire.” He slowly took the carbine from his shoulder, leaned it against the vestibule wall and then walked deliberately past me into the corridor, without a word. I watched him go into the toilet. When he’d shut the door, I waved to the girl to come to the platform. We could hear him splashing water from the basin onto the blazing paper. The train was moving slowly, climbing steadily. The smoke from the laboring engine swirled onto the platform. “Jump,” I told the

he finds the car.” “I thought you said they weren’t around?” “They weren’t,” Teensy said, “but they will be soon. You see, Hiram called them while Walter was bringing you out to the road.” “What do we do about Maria?” I said. “We can’t do anything until tonight,” Hiram said. “We’ll have to lay low today. Even if we dared, I don’t think any doctor will let you move without a long sleep.” I don’t know how long we drove. I managed to doze off despite my nerves. When I woke, the sun was in the

he’ll think of something. He always has.” I wondered how much longer Hiram Carr could keep himself out of 60 Stalin ut, diplomatic passport or not. The MVD certainly knew why he was in Budapest. They watch all foreigners, and diplomats twice as much. They’d long since learned Hiram wasn’t an agricultural expert, that his legation job was a blind. Colonel Lavrentiev might get plastered nights at the Arizona but he was plenty smart, and so was his staff. It didn’t occur to me at the moment that

they start looking for us?” I couldn’t see her face, but her voice was steady. “Daylight,” I said. I tried to sound offhand. “There isn’t much they can do tonight.” I was sure the military car had been searching for us but I didn’t want to alarm her. The car could have been alerted by shortwave radio from the train. “You’re sure they’ll look for us?” “Yes,” I said. I couldn’t fool her to that extent. “In the morning. By that time we’ll be back in Vienna. It can’t be more than seventy

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