CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
Day two. Over thirty hours and counting since their arrival at the Lanseria Airport. There was still no sign of Shedd, the courier or Naidoo. This grand mission was evolving into a giant bust. Cooper sat in a section of the private lounge with Gideon, Fisher, Kayode and Osman. The director had disappeared from his purview over ten minutes ago. He had been moving around like a lunatic ever since they setup base camp here.
“How much you wanna bet Shedd is on his way to Namibia or Angola as we speak?” Gideon remarked.
“I don’t have enough quid saved up to take that bet.” Osman answered. “But South Africa’s a pretty big country. He could be anywhere. What do you think Cooper?”
“I think we’re all tired and annoyed.”
“Welcome to life in the field, Wesley. It’s not for th
