5
Dr. Iqbal Lamba Singh stands, reaches into his jacket pocket,
pulls out a considerable wad of Euros. “Take this. Consider it a down payment. You
will be hearing from my associate within the hour regarding the information
you’ll need to know prior to proceeding with the assignment.”
“Not at this address. You’ve
already revealed that the eyes of someone or something are upon you. For all I
know, you’re being followed right now.”
“Then, I will make certain to have
the associate available to you at your home away from home. The Fiddler’s
Elbow.”
“That will do just fine.”
“One hour. I should warn you that
you are to leave tonight.”
“You don’t waste time, Singh. What
about weapons?”
“Something to defend yourself with
should the situation get dangerous?”
“I’m strictly offense.
