The week following the board meeting was filled with frenetic activity. Mark would be taking the Gulfstream back to Lebanon, and besides, it was way too small to transport our entire team to Brazil. As a result, I’d chartered a Boeing 757 that was scheduled to leave in three days. The women had arranged accommodation for us once we arrived in Sao Paulo. We’d be staying at the Travel Inn in Suzano on the outskirts of the city. They had also organized five Chevy Suburbans from a car rental company at Guarulhos International Airport.
My father had contacted the Secretary of State who had cleared our firearms with the Brazilian Ambassador. We would only be taking our side arms, H&K Mk 23 .45 cals, as I didn’t think that automatic rifles would be necessary for this mission.
As Mark would be r
