Chapter Forty
TWO MONTHS LATER
Tasha parked on the shoulder of the road. The water of the lake was visible through the brush. Turning on her hazard lights, she got out carrying the eight-inch-long metal tube. Only one bullet had ever passed through this silencer, and no more ever would. As soon as she threw it in the water, she’d be able to head to the airport for her flight towards home. She was exhausted and needed rest. The previous night, she'd been awakened by the nightmare again. It was the same one that had plagued her for many months. The vision used to come more frequently, but now it was less often, but always the night before she started a mission.
Last night it had been at 2 am. Only three hours after she'd gotten to sleep. It was the face of Benjamin Richards turning and st
