Krystal’s POV
That was the plan. Place bait, wait till Hans bites.End it. With Hans, however, nothing ever remained simple.
Colt used his people to spread the lie the following night. They played as though we were lurking round the docks, and waiting to speed away by boat. The progress of the story was swift, quicker than we had reckoned. Within an hour Hans had taken the bait. He made no hesitation. He accepted it, and so we wished.
Judith traced him on her tablet. “He’s moving. Fast. Black vans. Four cars. He is bringing so many men.”
Colt inspected his gun without emotion, yet I could read fire in his eyes. “Good. Let him come."
I gulped. My heart was already pounding. "Are we clear that he has no suspicion that it is a trap?"
Judith shook her head. "He bought the story. He is mak
