CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
At twenty-past ten, the Master’s phone rang. He knew who it was. He knew Aamir would be reporting in.
‘Yes?’ the Master said.
‘The Mossad woman and the cop went to Foster’s house. He took out two of our men, nothing too serious though,’ Aamir said. His voice cracked over the line like he was talking from another planet.
‘And now?’ The Master said.
‘They did not find what they expected. We have him trapped on Manoel Island. We will have a chat with him later, find out what he knows,’ Aamir said.
‘And the woman?’
‘She is secure.’
‘We have come too far for mistakes, Aamir.’
‘I know, Master. However, the appearance of the cop was unforeseen,’ Aamir said.
‘Do we know who he is yet?’ The Master said.
‘His name is John Steel. He’s a British policeman working with the
