Quinn smiled at Orlando and nodded.
“I assume you still want his body,” Quinn said. “If you don’t, I’m pretty sure I can think of some alternate places to leave it. Only, I’d probably have to leave an explanation, too.”
“Do I have to remind you about your sister?”
Despite himself, Quinn tensed. But he refrained from responding.
“This is completely unnecessary,” Palavin said, trying to sound conciliatory. “We were calling
“No.”
“No?”
“That’s not the way it’s going to work.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We’re doing this my way,” Quinn said. “Step one. You’re allowed one car. One. And in that car will be one of your men, my sister, and you. No more.”
“You can’t be serious. I might as well kill her now.”
“And I’ll turn over Trevor Robb to someone who will be more than happy to find out the backstory on this guy.”
“You mean you’d risk your sister’s life on some unknown interest in this dead person?”
“No,” Quinn said. “You’re not seeing this clearly. You’re the one taking the risk. As long as I have the body, you won’t do anything to my sister.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Because according to my sources in British intelligence, Trevor Robb is still alive and well. And around your age.”
Silence.
“This can go very simply,” Quinn said. “What you have for what I have. No problems. Be in your car
He hung up.
“Are your people in position?” Quinn asked Mikhail.
“Yes.”
“Tell them it won’t be long now.” He looked at Orlando. “How about you? All ready?”
“Absolutely.”
He turned to Petra. “Time to lose the tail just long enough to drop Orlando off.”
Five minutes after Orlando had left the van, Quinn called the Ghost back.
“Are you in your car?” he asked.
“Of course.”
“Is my sister with you?”
“She’s here.”
“Let me talk to her.”
“No,” the Ghost said. “You can’t talk to her until our business is done.”
It was an empty threat, and they both knew it. “Put her on or our business is already done.”
“Jake?” Liz said a moment later.
“Liz. It’s going to be all right. It’ll all be over very soon. Tell me, how many people in the car, including you?”
She paused. “Four.”
“Four including you?”
“Yes.”
Quinn’s eyes narrowed. “Just stay strong and I’ll make sure everything is all right.”
“I’ll try,” she said.
Palavin came back on. “That’s enough. So where do you want us to go?”
“My instructions were one man, my sister, and you. No more.”
“Well, that’s just too bad, isn’t it?”
Quinn was silent for several moments. “Fine,” he said. “Should I assume, then, that you have other cars following behind somewhere? Ready to move in if necessary?”
The Ghost said, “Of course not. Just my two men and me. I want this over.”
“That makes two of us. Waterloo Station. Fifteen minutes.”
