Chapter 470: Tuesday. Heathrow Airport, United Kingdom.

SILAS PEERED OVER THE top of his phone and the glasses.

No sign of the targets. Yet.

Earlier that morning he'd managed to crawl out of bed without waking Ekko when his phone had gone off. It was news he'd been hoping for.

Someone had identified their DSS operatives.

Igney and Pasley Bootur.

Despite the men sharing the same surname, they weren't related. In fact, it was telling.