Chapter 64: Bain

Thursday. Luxe Ibiza Hostel, Cala Gració, Ibiza.

BAIN STARED AT THE front of the luxury hostel, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

He'd done a few drive-bys of the place. It was quite possibly the most secure facility on the island that he'd seen. No one else employed quite as many hired men with guns.

It was creeping past mid-afternoon.

He hadn't seen much activity on the property, but that was standard for the island life. Most guests woke up late and stayed out until sunrise.

Milan Esposito was no exception.

Though she had vanished rather early last night.

Damn her for making him wait.

She didn't know it yet, but his time was valuable.

Two figures strolled into view in the distance.

Bain reached over and grabbed the binoculars off the seat next to him. With the high powered lenses, he could easily zoom in and get a better look.