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Chapters (62)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. Part One - THE FISHMONGER
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Par Two - PRINCESS OF THE ANGELS
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Part Three - THE LORD OF WAR AND THUNDER
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Part Four - THE PRINCE OF SOLITUDE
  37. Chapter 29
  38. Chapter 30
  39. Chapter 31
  40. Chapter 32
  41. Chapter 33
  42. Chapter 34
  43. Chapter 35
  44. Par Five - THE SENTRY
  45. Chapter 36
  46. Chapter 37
  47. Chapter 38
  48. Chapter 39
  49. Chapter 40
  50. Chapter 41
  51. Chapter 42
  52. Chapter 43
  53. Chapter 44
  54. Chapter 45
  55. Chapter 46
  56. Chapter 47
  57. Chapter 48
  58. Chapter 49
  59. Chapter 50
  60. Chapter 51
  61. Chapter 52
  62. Chapter 53

Button saw Futardo, face dripping red, leaning out her window as she struggled to fire again.

The fake Jack Straw calmly picked up Kenny’s weapon, and shot her twice more through the glass.

Button tried to grab the man’s legs, but his arms wouldn’t move. He tried to shout for help, but all he managed was a bubbly grunt.

Then the fake Straw looked down at him again, aimed his weapon, and fired.

Chapter 42

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This is Bill Rainey. You know me as Wilson Smith.”

Pike cranked the Jeep, ready to roll.

“I know who you are. Where is she?”

“I need your help.”

“Where is she?”

“You really know who I am?”

“William Allan Rainey. Her name is Rose Platt. Where is she?”

“I dunno.”

“Is she alive?”

“Yeah, I guess, but he’ll kill her.”

Rainey hiccupped, but Pike realized it was a sob. Rainey was crying.

“Don’t guess. Do you know if she’s alive?”

“Are the police on me?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck!”

“Is she alive?”

“Jesus FUCK!”

Pike gave Rainey ten seconds of silence. Rainey was coming apart, but Pike needed him to calm down and think.

“You want me to call you Bill or Wilson?”

“I don’t give a shit. Whatever. He has her.”

“What does he look like?”

“I dunno. All these years, and I’ve never seen him. We’ve been runnin’, man. He killed Rose’s old boyfriend. He got my sister, my ex-wife—Jesus, he keeps coming.”

“Why me?”

“What?”

“Why did you call me?”

Now Rainey was silent, but the silence was good. The silence meant he was thinking.

“I can’t call the police.”

“Call them.”

“I can’t. You see what these Bolivians are like? How long would I last in prison? How long would she? I call the police now, it’s killin’ both of us later.”

Pike gave him more silence, so Rainey filled it.

“You’re a mercenary, right? I’ll pay you.”

“Twelve million dollars?”

Rainey laughed.

“Who told you that, the police? Is that what they think I got?”

“Yes.”

“They’re full of shit. It was eight-point-two.”

“All right. You’ll pay me eight-point-two?”

“It’s gone. I’ll give you everything I have left. Three hundred forty-two thousand and change.”

“Don’t want it.”

“Cash. Tax free. It’s yours.”

“Don’t want it.”

Rainey fell into a deeper silence.

“I can’t do it myself. I dunno. I had to ask.”

“Why’d you kill Azzara and Eschuara?”

“Hell, you do know it all.”

“I saw you at Azzara’s. I followed you to the jet.”

“She was right about you.”

Pike wondered what he meant, but kept pressing forward.

“Why’d you kill them? They wouldn’t help?”

“They wanted me to leave. They were taking me to Mexico or some bullshit like that. I couldn’t leave without her. I love her, man.”