survive.”
“And Chanler?”
“Chanler is dead. But Grant… She’s the best agent I’ve ever worked with. That’s why she was able to fool me.”
“I’m an explosives expert, not an assassin.”
“I don’t want her dead. I want her brought back to me alive. I want to know why she betrayed me. She’s the only one who can answer that.”
“Why the game? Why didn’t you just come clean with Merrick? We could have worked together on this.”
“And have it on record that the SDECE has been negligent, and that one of their own is a traitor?”
“Were you negligent?”
“My only fault was trusting Grant’s reputation, her years of loyalty, and giving her a second chance when I should have buried her.”
“A second chance?”
“The past doesn’t affect your mission. Recover the data and then find Grant.”
“And where will I find her?”
“If I knew that, I would already have her in chains.” Stillman handed Ash a sophisticated cell phone. “I’m sure you’re familiar with one of these. Everything you need to know about Salavich and Grant can be accessed in the database. You can also find my private number in there under my code name, Artus. And here’s a watch with a sophisticated explosive device you might need should you find yourself in a tight spot.”
“If I’m back in the drug business I’ll need merchandise.”
“Tell Salavich you have a billion dollars worth of premium ice to sell for starters. Give him some bull about scheduled monthly deliveries. You’re the expert on that, so it’ll be your job to entice him into your deception. I’m confident you’ll save the SDECE before it’s compromised, and before you have to deliver on your promise to Salavich.”
“I’ve been out of the drug business for eight years. Don’t you think Salavich is going to be suspicious?”
“Your job is to convince him otherwise. If Merrick hadn’t come along when he did, you would have finished out your sentence in that Mexican hellhole, then gone back into business. Big business. The Toriagos never did anything small.”
“But he did come along, and I didn’t go back.”
“And now that makes you a man of respectability?” Stillman snorted. “I have a list of your atrocities, so don’t pretend that you’re a changed man. We never shed our old skin completely, Toriago, and your status at Onyxx proves that. You’re a drug-dealing ex-con who traded one prison for another when you agreed to become one of Merrick’s elite marauders. This mission isn’t any different from those you’ve done for Onyxx, except that you have a new jailer. Me.”
“You overestimate my talent, Stillman.”
“Perhaps you underestimate it. You’re Estabon Toriago’s son. The most ruthless drug lord in Mexico, ever. Like father, like son?” Stillman glanced down at Ash’s feet. “I thought I told you to get rid of those old boots. You’re trying to impress a billionaire.”
“My boots stay, Stillman. It’s the one part of Marco Toriago that never died.”
“Let’s hope there is more left of Toriago than a pair of worn-out cowboy boots. You’ve been given a limitless bank account. Dress the part and convince Salavich that money is what drives you. Convince him you’re back in business. Big business.”
“And if Salavich doesn’t bite?”
“He’ll be wary at first, but an alliance with Estabon Toriago’s son…” Stillman’s grin was back. “Even the most cautious criminal wouldn’t be able to resist going into business with the son of a legend.”
“And if Salavich decides to kill me instead?”
“Then I’ll concede I was mistaken about you, and I’ll send my regards to your family.”
The car sped into the parking lot at the Paris airport. Ash got out and Stillman followed. The driver popped the trunk and Ash grabbed his one piece of luggage.
“I’ve seen to everything you’ll need. Passport. Money. Credit cards. You have a suite at the Corinthia Grand Hotel Royal in
“And Chanler?”
“Chanler is dead. But Grant… She’s the best agent I’ve ever worked with. That’s why she was able to fool me.”
“I’m an explosives expert, not an assassin.”
“I don’t want her dead. I want her brought back to me alive. I want to know why she betrayed me. She’s the only one who can answer that.”
“Why the game? Why didn’t you just come clean with Merrick? We could have worked together on this.”
“And have it on record that the SDECE has been negligent, and that one of their own is a traitor?”
“Were you negligent?”
“My only fault was trusting Grant’s reputation, her years of loyalty, and giving her a second chance when I should have buried her.”
“A second chance?”
“The past doesn’t affect your mission. Recover the data and then find Grant.”
“And where will I find her?”
“If I knew that, I would already have her in chains.” Stillman handed Ash a sophisticated cell phone. “I’m sure you’re familiar with one of these. Everything you need to know about Salavich and Grant can be accessed in the database. You can also find my private number in there under my code name, Artus. And here’s a watch with a sophisticated explosive device you might need should you find yourself in a tight spot.”
“If I’m back in the drug business I’ll need merchandise.”
“Tell Salavich you have a billion dollars worth of premium ice to sell for starters. Give him some bull about scheduled monthly deliveries. You’re the expert on that, so it’ll be your job to entice him into your deception. I’m confident you’ll save the SDECE before it’s compromised, and before you have to deliver on your promise to Salavich.”
“I’ve been out of the drug business for eight years. Don’t you think Salavich is going to be suspicious?”
“Your job is to convince him otherwise. If Merrick hadn’t come along when he did, you would have finished out your sentence in that Mexican hellhole, then gone back into business. Big business. The Toriagos never did anything small.”
“But he did come along, and I didn’t go back.”
“And now that makes you a man of respectability?” Stillman snorted. “I have a list of your atrocities, so don’t pretend that you’re a changed man. We never shed our old skin completely, Toriago, and your status at Onyxx proves that. You’re a drug-dealing ex-con who traded one prison for another when you agreed to become one of Merrick’s elite marauders. This mission isn’t any different from those you’ve done for Onyxx, except that you have a new jailer. Me.”
“You overestimate my talent, Stillman.”
“Perhaps you underestimate it. You’re Estabon Toriago’s son. The most ruthless drug lord in Mexico, ever. Like father, like son?” Stillman glanced down at Ash’s feet. “I thought I told you to get rid of those old boots. You’re trying to impress a billionaire.”
“My boots stay, Stillman. It’s the one part of Marco Toriago that never died.”
“Let’s hope there is more left of Toriago than a pair of worn-out cowboy boots. You’ve been given a limitless bank account. Dress the part and convince Salavich that money is what drives you. Convince him you’re back in business. Big business.”
“And if Salavich doesn’t bite?”
“He’ll be wary at first, but an alliance with Estabon Toriago’s son…” Stillman’s grin was back. “Even the most cautious criminal wouldn’t be able to resist going into business with the son of a legend.”
“And if Salavich decides to kill me instead?”
“Then I’ll concede I was mistaken about you, and I’ll send my regards to your family.”
The car sped into the parking lot at the Paris airport. Ash got out and Stillman followed. The driver popped the trunk and Ash grabbed his one piece of luggage.
“I’ve seen to everything you’ll need. Passport. Money. Credit cards. You have a suite at the Corinthia Grand Hotel Royal in
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