CHAPTER ELEVEN
“BUT WHY WON’T YOU TELL me where she is? I gave you what you want.”
He wiped a cloth handkerchief across his forehead and took a deep breath. He didn’t want the man on the other end of the phone to know that he was nervous about the operation. He couldn’t afford to show weakness. If Raia thought he was getting cold feet he’d be dead. “You’ll get her back. But we’re not working on your timetable. We’ll tell you where she is when the time is right. Not a minute before.” The caller on the other end disconnected.
He hung up the phone and dropped his head into his hands.
His hands were sweaty too, and his heart pounded in his chest. Homeland Security was getting close, really close, and he needed to get out before they found him. He’d gotten a call from a damn Senator that mo
