“One moment.” Lanniter glanced up and down the street again to make sure he wasn’t being observed.
A clerk came on the line and he gave her his account number.
“Your balance is exactly five hundred thousand U.S. dollars.” The clerk paused. “Will there be anything else?”
“Only five hundred thousand? Are you sure? I was expecting a wire this afternoon.”
“Just a moment.” There was a long pause, with clicking sounds in the background. “I’m afraid there were no wires received at all today for this account.”
Lanniter slammed the phone down. Goddam Russians! After he had corrected their screw up in Moscow and helped them recover the data key, they thought they still weren’t going to pay him!
There was no way he could support Crystal on a measly five hundred thousand Euros. He wiped the swea
