Tucker was even more difficult to deal with than I imagined!
To make matters worse, I watched helplessly as Tucker reached for another switch. With a sharp "click", the screen in front of me went black.
Every single monitor went dark. My blood pressure spiked.
"Stay calm, Sylvia. Stay calm," I whispered to myself, trying to steady my nerves.
The mission had been publicly posted on the black market, and Tucker stealing the payment without delivering the red diamond would ruin his reputation there. He couldn't afford that!
Tucker had disguised himself as a bodyguard, so he should have a walkie-talkie on him. I switched channels and spoke, "Tucker, where's the diamond? Taking the money without handing over the goods—this is how you operate?"
There was no response. Worried that Tucker mi
