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happened here today.” A giant of a man carrying a submachine gun pushed a hand truck through the entrance past the guard’s bodies. The Frenchman acknowledged him and turned his attention back to Ilya. “Tell them it is pointless to resist, as I will continue to gain control by any
right?” They reached the side of the café, and Leine shoved him up against the brick wall. “Your uncle’s friend, does he work for anyone? SVR? GRU?” Was this an
accomplished what they came for.” She scanned the room, her gaze landing on the closet near the back. Its door yawned open, revealing the now-empty interior. She patted down the body before rolling Spartacus onto his side to check his pockets for keys or anything else the killer may have missed, hoping to find the passport he’d made for her. A key ring with two keys was all she found: one had the BMW logo across the fob and the other looked like a generic door key, which she assumed was for the front door of the shop. She rose to her feet and made her way over to the closet, pausing to examine
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handing Eric a large briefcase. The third showed Eric in the driver’s seat of a different car with the case open on his lap. The case was filled with cash. Never mind the myriad questions raised by Eric’s connection
Leine wasn’t fool enough to believe she could live without looking over her shoulder. “Well?” she asked. “Deal.” He held out his hand. Leine ignored him and strode to the door. “And don’t think that killing me will save you. I’ve made sure that in the event of my death all materials in a certain safety deposit box are to be sent directly to your boss, as well as to a reporter I know who works for a reputable news agency.” With that, Leine walked out the door to find her daughter. Chapter 20 April 2007—Manarola, Italy Powerful waves crashed against the rocks below her as
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