“What the hell is going on?” Johan hissed, barely inches away from Nick.
Nick froze.
“Why did you secure the two in the plane?” Johan asked.
“Double-crossers,” Nick spat. “Tried to take us hostage on the flight and h****k the gold.”
“Then, who are these two?” he nodded towards Mitch and Samantha, keeping the g*n pressed against Nick’s temple.
Nick hesitated.
“As I thought,” Johan said.
“No Johan, Nick’s on our side,” Maria yelled, defending him as she squatted on the hangar floor. Nick felt a stab of pain. He looked away from her.
“Shut up, Maria,” Johan ordered. “He might have started off that way, but it hasn’t ended like that.”
Nick raised his eyes to meet hers. They stared at each other.
“Start talking,” Johan shoved Nick, “or I’ll take them out. Starting with the two on boar
