Chapter 35“Is this Monkey?”
Samir was starting to lose his temper. Not only had his mark contacted Homeland Security leading his colleague to chew him out over the phone, but now someone else was calling him using a distress code. This whole endeavor was starting to lurch from one problem to another making him wonder if anyone else in the organization had any sense of competence. At this stage, he had no option but to bite his tongue and keep pushing forward.
“To whom am I speaking?”
“This is Tripitaka. I’m in a bit of a bind.”
The organization had been split up into cells that were essentially independent and insulated from the other cells as a security measure. That way, if one cell was compromised, the rest of the organization would remain secure. The one exception to this was that
