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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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  53. FIFTY
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  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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“Do we know what time they will bring him?” Soh asked.

“The hearing is scheduled for two o’clock. The lawyer says that they will arrive at the courthouse before noon.”

Soh examined the maps, looking for a weakness—a flaw in the defenses that they could exploit—but he could see nothing.

It was Javier who stated the obvious. “We must attack on Northern Avenue. In front of the courthouse, as they slow down to turn.”

Soh considered that for a moment before shaking his head. “It will be suicide.”

“There will be a crowd. We can use them as a distraction,” Javier persisted.

That was true, but Soh wasn’t convinced. “I still don’t like it,” he said.

“Do you have a better plan?” Javier asked.

Soh did not, and they both knew it.

“We will need men,” Javier continued. “They will need to be armed. Can you see to it?”

Soh nodded. He saw no other option. He wanted to point out that a plan to try to free Vincente Carpio was madness, but the lure of the riches the Carpios could provide if they were successful was too tempting to pass up. More than that, Soh knew that if he backed off now, Cormack O’Connell would come for him—and without the riches that the drug routes would provide, it was more than likely that Soh would be dead in a matter of weeks. “I will make sure we are prepared,” he said.

Javier nodded and left the room. In dribs and drabs Soh’s men drifted away, until Soh was left only with Juan Suarez standing by his side, looking over the maps on the table. They could both sense the trepidation in their men as they melted into the larger spaces of the garage.

“You are troubled,” the loyal lieutenant noted.

Soh nodded slowly.

“But there is no better plan.”

Soh nodded again. “Not one that we can see. But Javier Carpio must know that this plan is suicide. And he would not sacrifice his brother.”

“I don’t understand,” Suarez admitted.

“There is something that he is keeping from us. Some part of the plan that he is keeping to himself.”

Suarez considered this for a moment. “That is not all that is troubling you, is it?”

Soh shook his head.

“What else?”

Soh looked at Suarez. The bruises from the man’s mistreatment at the hands of Cormack O’Connell’s men were still prominent on his face. “I have heard rumors about arms being brought to harbor,” Soh said. “Very dangerous arms. I must find out whether there is anything to them.”

FIFTY-FIVE