Chapter 194

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

Yael wasn't there.

Hassan clutched the top of the truck as it bounced along the highway out of Egypt toward Libya. They'd have a few more hours of transport for him to come up with a plan, a backup. Contingencies.

Of course the idea to snatch Yael and Luke from the compound was just too easy.

The only reason Nador had found the hit appealing was for revenge. And the man Nador was really after had left, or maybe he'd never been there. What the hell did Hassan know?

Hassan knew shit.

This was when he needed to be Zacharias. With all of his connections.

That bitch was ruining his plans. His life.

All because she wouldn't die already.

The truck slowed, pulling off the pavement and onto the shoulder. He leaned forward, peering through to the back of the cab.

"Why are we stopping?" he asked.

The men in the truck with him didn't answer.

They were a silent lot, much like Nador.