CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY WEAKNESSES

　　DAVIS

　　"Good," Zee Lord said, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "Once I'm out, you can confess to everything. And Natalie will be free to go."

　　Ollie nodded, a sense of resignation settling over him. "I'll need to make some calls," he said, turning to head back into the courthouse.

　　"Not so fast," Zee Lord said, his grip on Natalie tightening once again. "Natalie comes with me. As collateral."

　　"No!" Ollie shouted, "It's just phone calls."

　　"Then make the calls here and now."

　　Ollie turned to me and I began to connect with business associates all over the country.

　　"Can I private jet that is going to Paris?" I told one of my business associates.

　　"I need some papers." I said as I phoned Johan, "Zee Lord needs to leave the country."

　　"Please make it quick, it's urgent." I said before I lowered my voice, "Arrange for a manhunt..." I said before I raised my voice so he'd hear me, "Make sure he's secured till he leaves the country."