April felt her throat go dry. This could not happen. Not again.
“When you say each, does that mean they want you to…” she trailed off, unable to complete the thought, let alone voice it out loud.
Zander discretely looked around, taking note that no one was paying any attention to them or their conversation.
“It’s just one hit,” he revealed, since he was sitting close enough to her to mutter. “The other is connected, but it basically involves me overseeing a very important shipment. They were going to send someone over anyway, so I suppose this whole thing is just coincidental.”
“Or maybe they were going to send you all along and you just didn’t know it,” April said with a frown. That would be very like them. He shrugged non-committally.
“It’s a possibility,” he agreed. “A local gang i
