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Abbas
Earlier the silver Learjet with blue stripes had touched down on Mykonos Island. Now with Abbas and Yusuf aboard, its engine blustered, begging to be freed, to leap into the firmament like a tiger on a leash in striking distance of its prey.
“Hurry, don’t lose them,” Abbas said to the pilots. He knew a safe distance was necessary to avoid discovery and wake turbulence. Still, he felt anxious.
The plane charged ahead, rumbling across the tarmac and lifted off. In minutes the King Air came into view.
Inside the cockpit, Abbas asked, “Can you track him and pull back out of sight?”
“Exactly what I intend to do.” The pilot dropped airspeed and activated an infrared search and track detection system by snapping switches on a control stick. “Heat-seeking sensors inside what we call
