Chapter 24
“What’s that?” Kate stared up at the massive piece of armament that filled most of the spacious helicopter’s bay.
Sam Fierro ignored her.
The man could hold a grudge like no one else she knew. Hell, he was even worse about that than she was.
So she turned to the ramp gunner as he stowed the winch and lifting belts, and shouted over the roar of the chopper’s three turbine engines and the massive seven-blade rotor.
They’d come aboard over the lowered rear loading ramp, which was even now closing upward behind them and sealing out the night and a view of the Chong Chon Gang’s lights as the bulk carrier with its atypical double stack of containers was left rapidly behind.
Everything about the Super Stallion was enormous by rotorcraft standards. The cargo bay was thirty feet lo
