14 TERRORIST ATTACK, LONDONBob was actually in Hampshire, England, delivering Billy’s wages when Gareg phoned. Billy had settled for $500,000, but it didn’t split easily between his three children, so Gareg and Bob had decided to make it $200,000 each, a twenty percent bonus, because he had done such a good job on Mrs. Wainwright.
Not that they were children any longer. Bob was standing outside the door of the last one, a thirty-year-old mother of two. It was a good job he had remembered to switch his mobile to mute, but then that would have been standard practice on a mission and he was. He posted the envelope, answered the call and hurried down the drive.
“Bob, I’ve just had a call from one of the others. They want me to go up to London tomorrow to meet with them. I have already agreed
