Chapter 53

Daniel picked up the satellite phone on the second ring. He was somewhere over Honduras, flying back to the United States after a very successful meeting with Colombian drug lord, Javier Bastida. He'd already talked at length to DeLuca and wasn't expecting any calls. The only person that could be calling him on King's personal line, on King's personal jet was Tyson King himself.

"Mercer," King's deep voice was urgent and clipped. "I have Jane Sitnikov here. She needs to talk to you urgently."

What the fuck could the Sitnikov bitch need with him?

Daniel grunted his assent and waited.

"Mercer," her feminine voice sounded about as pleased to be talking to him as he was to hear from her.

"What do want?" he demanded.