Taposiris Magna, Egypt
Day Four
Sam had enough of the silverback chest-thumping going on between Stryker and Richmond. It was time to play good cop. Putting her hand on Stryker’s arm, she gave her boss a “shut up” glance.
He sat back in his chair and crossed his arms.
“Besides living to see your dreams come true,” she said, “there would be some advantages to you helping us out.”
“Such as?” Richmond asked.
Sam’s mind raced; she hadn’t planned on this being a negotiation. “You more or less admitted that your camp was infiltrated by another member of the Sons of Adam group. You have something here they want and until they find it, they’ll keep sending more goons.”
Richmond grunted.
She took that as progress and carried on. “We can help you keep your site safe. Who knows what else th
