CHAPTER FORTY ONE
12:25 a.m. Eastern Daylight Time
Kondiaronk Belvedere, Mont Royal Park
Montreal, Quebec
Canada
“What’s the story?” Lawrence Keller said into the phone.
He was nervous. This meeting was supposed to take place at midnight. They were late, and he’d already been here nearly an hour. He was at the top of Mont Royal, standing on the broad concrete patio overlooking the tall buildings of downtown Montreal and the Old Port behind them. It was an astonishing view. The city was lit up like Las Vegas.
It was a good spot to meet. The plaza wasn’t crowded, but there were still plenty of people up here, mostly groups of young people and couples, some walking around, some sitting along the wall, chatting, laughing, holding hands. If you wanted to murder someone, this wasn’t the f
