31: Houston, We Have a Problem
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BANJO WAS AWARE OF climbing on board the van with Andy; and, had planned to trigger the locator beacon hidden on the inside of his left boot as soon as they got in ... but not just yet, for Jada’s sake.
He couldn’t help but notice something with a digital reading strapped to Jada’s chest as they passed them. She was struggling against Henry’s iron-clad hold. It looked like a crude home-made bomb. It may have been a hoax, but he couldn’t chance it.
Banjo locked eyes with Jada, whose pleading, frightened eyes bored into his soul. His heart went out to her.
He altered his plan. He would wait five minutes before activating the beacon. As soon as the doors slammed shut, he started counting ... A hundred and one, a hundred and two, a hundred
