Milton Trask was a member of ICE and the primary problem solver for them. If a problem arose, Trask made it go away.
Haynes was now such a problem.
Trask had been working for Haynes in a minor capacity for a few weeks, since the deal had been struck between Jericho and himself. Jericho had placed him there to ensure Haynes did nothing stupid or contrary to their contract. His end game had always been to eliminate the potential threat he posed and now it seemed that the time had arrived.
Trask was around six feet four inches tall with a muscular torso, so getting a position on the security staff hadn’t posed much of a problem. Just one look into his emotionless slate grey eyes was enough to put most people off any thoughts of doing ill towards Haynes.
Trask knew Haynes’ location—he rare
