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74 Demetrius The Jeep reached the airport and was headed for the King Air when Savros slowed the vehicle to a stop. “s**t! We got company.” They saw the auto parked on the tarmac next to the plane and the two men standing by Panos. “More of Van Houten’s men?” Amara asked. “Probably police,” Demetrius said. “I doubt Van Houten’s operatives know we put his men out of commission so soon.” He studied the situation. “There’s no way we’re going to surprise them. We have to overtake them. Sarvos take the short, fat one. I’ll take the taller one.” Sarvos nodded and increased the speed to normal. Amara’s frightened appearance nagged at Demetrius. How much more could she endure? He placed her in one dangerous situation after another. Certainly the police, or whomever these men were, had weapo

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