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Chapters (99)
  1. About the Author
  2. Also by John Connolly
  3. THE NAMELESS ONES
  4. John Connolly
  5. Dedication
  6. Contents
  7. Author’s Note
  8. I
  9. Chapter I
  10. Chapter II
  11. Chapter III
  12. Chapter IV
  13. Chapter V
  14. Chapter VI
  15. Chapter VII
  16. Chapter VIII
  17. Chapter IX
  18. Chapter X
  19. Chapter XI
  20. Chapter XII
  21. Chapter XIII
  22. Chapter XIV
  23. Chapter XV
  24. Chapter XVI
  25. Chapter XVII
  26. Chapter XVIII
  27. Chapter XIX
  28. Chapter XX
  29. Chapter XXI
  30. Chapter XXII
  31. Chapter XXIII
  32. Chapter XXIV
  33. Chapter XXV
  34. Chapter XXVI
  35. Chapter XXVII
  36. Chapter XXVIII
  37. Chapter XXIX
  38. Chapter XXX
  39. Chapter XXXI
  40. Chapter XXXII
  41. Chapter XXXIII
  42. II
  43. Chapter XXXIV
  44. Chapter XXXV
  45. Chapter XXXVI
  46. Chapter XXXVII
  47. Chapter XXXVIII
  48. Chapter XXXIX
  49. Chapter XL
  50. Chapter XLI
  51. Chapter XLII
  52. Chapter XLIII
  53. Chapter XLIV
  54. Chapter XLV
  55. Chapter XLVI
  56. Chapter XLVII
  57. Chapter XLVIII
  58. III
  59. Chapter XLIX
  60. Chapter L
  61. Chapter LI
  62. Chapter LII
  63. Chapter LIII
  64. Chapter LIV
  65. Chapter LV
  66. Chapter LVI
  67. Chapter LVII
  68. Chapter LVIII
  69. Chapter LIX
  70. Chapter LX
  71. Chapter LXI
  72. Chapter LXII
  73. Chapter LXIII
  74. Chapter LXIV
  75. Chapter LXV
  76. Chapter LXVI
  77. Chapter LXVII
  78. IV
  79. Chapter LXVIII
  80. Chapter LXIX
  81. Chapter LXX
  82. Chapter LXXI
  83. Chapter LXXII
  84. Chapter LXXIII
  85. Chapter LXXIV
  86. Chapter LXXV
  87. Chapter LXXVI
  88. Chapter LXXVII
  89. Chapter LXXVIII
  90. Chapter LXXIX
  91. Chapter LXXX
  92. Chapter LXXXI
  93. Chapter LXXXII
  94. Chapter LXXXIII
  95. Chapter LXXXIV
  96. Chapter LXXXV
  97. Chapter LXXXVI
  98. Chapter LXXXVII
  99. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

‘You know what I’d be doing in Frend’s position?’ said Angel. ‘I’d be sharing my knowledge of the Vuksans and their latest plans with someone else, because I’d have been protecting myself all along.’

And Louis thought – not for the first time in their relationship – that, damn, the man was probably right.

Chapter LXXIII

Hannah Kauffmann contacted Frend just as he was returning to his hotel. He tried to force Pia from his mind so he could concentrate on what Kauffmann had to say.

‘You’ll have the passports tomorrow morning,’ she said, ‘but I may have underestimated the price.’

‘That is very unlike you,’ said Frend.

‘Your clients’ prospective new home is a peaceful Caribbean nation with a low international profile, and would like to stay that way. Unfortunately, its sugar industry is also in need of investment. Somewhere between those two competing pressures lies a way forward for you, but the risk factor requires payment of a premium to a new Sustainable Education Fund.’

‘And who is being educated,’ said Frend, ‘or is it impolite of me to ask?’

‘The children of the man who will sign off on the passports. He believes his offspring might benefit from studying in Switzerland. They want to learn to ski.’

‘How much?’

‘A quarter of a million euros per passport,’ said Kauffmann. ‘If it helps, that includes my fee.’

How, Frend wondered, would the world function without greed? Nothing would ever get done, or nothing worth doing.

‘It won’t be a problem,’ he said.

‘You’re certain? There might be repercussions if payment is not immediately forthcoming.’

‘Is that a threat, Hannah?’

‘All I’m saying is that it would be out of my hands, Anton. I’m simply the intermediary. This is a delicate system on which a small number of very powerful individuals have come to depend, some of them in the same line of work as your clients. Complicating factors push up costs for all concerned, as well as attracting the kind of attention that leads to temporary restrictions on the flow of documents. There is a reason you approached me and not one of the more, um—’

‘Scrupulous firms?’ suggested Frend.

‘I prefer the term “established”.’

‘You would. Where will we meet?’

‘Do you really have to ask?’

‘Let me guess,’ said Frend. ‘Among the nameless ones.’

‘Exactly. I’ll see you there at six a.m. Try not to be late.’

She hung up. Frend immediately emailed Radovan Vuksan, asking for a call back on his most recent number. It came within minutes.

‘I’ll be collecting the documents early tomorrow morning,’ said Frend.

‘Where?’ said Radovan.

‘Outside the city, but the price has gone up.’

‘How much?’

‘One million euros for all three passports, including the agent’s fee.’