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Chapters (82)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTY-ONE
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  39. THIRTY-SIX
  40. THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. THIRTY-NINE
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  53. FIFTY
  54. FIFTY-ONE
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  57. FIFTY-FOUR
  58. FIFTY-FIVE
  59. FIFTY-SIX
  60. FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. FIFTY-NINE
  63. SIXTY
  64. SIXTY-ONE
  65. SIXTY-TWO
  66. SIXTY-THREE
  67. SIXTY-FOUR
  68. SIXTY-FIVE
  69. SIXTY-SIX
  70. SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. SIXTY-NINE
  73. SEVENTY
  74. SEVENTY-ONE
  75. SEVENTY-TWO
  76. SEVENTY-THREE
  77. SEVENTY-FOUR
  78. SEVENTY-FIVE
  79. SEVENTY-SIX
  80. Praise for Blood in the Water
  81. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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“Good.” The man nodded and one of his suited bodyguards closed the case and took the missile and launcher back. “We can arrange a place for the payment this week. Where would you like them delivered?” He gave a hint of a smile. “Based on your past, I would hazard a guess that they may be headed for El Salvador?”

Carpio shook his head. “I will take them when I pay.”

The smile on the man’s face disappeared, and it was replaced by a look of confusion. “I don’t understand,” he said. “Here?”

“Yes, here,” Javier responded without hesitation.

The man frowned. “I can provide shipping,” he said. “As I said, it is safer that way.”

Carpio shook his head. “I will pick them up when I pay. I want them here.”

The man’s expression morphed again, and now he looked genuinely concerned. “If these were ever to be used in the United States and traced to me…”

“We have already made a deal,” Carpio said.

“It is not worth the risk,” the man repeated.

“You will take the risk.” Carpio drew himself up to his full height, towering over every other man in the room. All of a sudden, his physical presence seemed even more of a threat than any of the firearms in the room. “I have paid men like you for years,” he boomed in a deep baritone. “Men who supply the means of killing without ever accepting the risk that comes with that. We have a deal, and you will supply the missiles and the boats. Otherwise there will be consequences.” He glared into the man’s eyes, and even with armed guards behind him, Carpio could see the fear on the man’s face. It was no longer a fear of what would happen if the missiles were traced back to him; now it was the fear of what might happen to him if he did not supply the giant standing before him with what he wanted.

“Seventy thousand for the missiles,” the man said after a moment. “And one hundred and twenty for the boats. If I am going to take the risk, I will charge more.”

Carpio glared at the man. “Agreed,” he said finally with a nod. “And if there is any more discussion or any issues with delivery, you will have a problem.”

THIRTY-NINE