Chapter Eighteen
Twenty-four hours later, Gorilla was still in a rage.
He was furious with whoever had kidn*pped Eunice, furious with this job, and most definitely furious with himself. He had taken his eye off the ball and allowed himself and Eunice to become distracted with each other. It had cost them dearly. His woman had been kidn*pped and he was now in a position of weakness. His enemy, the unseen phantom, had outsmarted him. And that was a position that Gorilla Grant didn't like being in.
To calm himself following the ransacking of the hotel room and the discovery of the kidnap note, he had tidied the room and put in an emergency call to the SDECE agent who was handling him.
“I need to find Alvarez now!” he had barked into the phone. “Get me a car, on a plane, or on a f*****g bo
