CHAPTER 21Raj again called Frank two days later.
“I’ve got the money for you,” Raj announced.
“What money?” Frank asked him, pretending not to understand.
“Two hundred thousand pounds in a briefcase. The bad people, the kidnappers of my daughter, they want you to bring the money to Liverpool Street station at noon tomorrow. After that they let my daughter go.”
“They want me to? Why me?” Frank again asked him.
“Because it is your job,” Raj replied.
“I wouldn’t wish to put my life in unnecessary jeopardy. I only signed up to find your stolen lucky charm. To do dangerous stuff like delivering ransom money will cost you fifty thousand,” Frank told Raj, figuring if he could find two hundred, he certainly could find fifty thousand more.”
“You damn crook; go to hell. Before you said fiftee
