“Boss, we have a problem.” Cham's voice rang out from the other line. Ethan listened carefully.
“Spit it out.” He told him.
“It's Ignacio. He's still looking around for that key, and one of the shipments that we were expecting fell through today.”
“Fell through? What do you mean fell through? That was classified information,” Ethan mentioned.
“I know, that's why I said we had a problem. If the information gets out to the other parties, that means there's somebody whispering in their ears from our side.”
“So we have a mob?” Ethan asked him as he signed on the last of the paperwork.”
“Yes that's what, I'm saying.”
“Why are you not here right now?” Ethan asked him.
“I went to pick up lunch for Lisa, but I just parked in your garage right now so I'll be up in a minute.” Cham told h
