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- The taller of Aslanov’s mercs – the one with the buzz-cut – craned his neck out to take a look, expecting to see the Splinter Cell agent’s broken body lying amid the wreckage of the broken elevator car.
- What he found was Fisher half-hidden in the shadows below him, balancing on a tiny ledge, one hand gripping the edge of a bent panel and the other holding the wicked curve of a “Panther Claw” karambit knife.
- His muscles burning, his jaw locked hard, Fisher dug deep for his resolve, channeling a decades-old enmity for the man he had never been able to kill into his will to survive.
- With quick slicing motions, Fisher slashed deep into the calf muscles and sinews of the man standing over him, then hooked the blade in and pulled hard. The mercenary screamed as he toppled forward, tumbling over Fisher’s head and down to the bottom of the metal shaft.
- - Firewall, Chapter 24
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