CHAPTER FORTY FIVE
7:02 p.m. Greenwich Mean Time (2:02 p.m. Eastern Standard Time)
The Skies over the Canary Islands
Atlantic Ocean
“Luke, I’ve got the strobe,” Swann said.
Only moments before, Luke had just started explaining the situation to the pilot, Mike Penza.
“Okay,” Penza was saying, practically shouting over the loud whirr of the chopper blades. “So you guys are some kind of secret agents or special ops team. And you’re looking for a missing weapon that might be here, or might not.”
That’s when the satellite phone rang.
Now, Luke pressed the phone to his ear. Next to him, Penza prattled on, his voice high and rising. Luke’s heart skipped a beat in his chest. He had come here because Trudy said this was where the weapon might be. Had he actually expected it to be here? He w
