Chapter 45
The Royal EC130 helicopter met Dino at the London Heliport and whisked him eastward. London, Chelmsford, Colchester, and any number of other interchangeable towns flowed below him in a mindless blur.
Dino had the feeling this was going to get down and dirty before it was done. There was something that Ms. Hoity Upper-east-side Stephanie Society-dame Bronson wasn’t telling him. Probably several somethings.
Well, if the b***h wasn’t careful, he’d take her down as well.
On that, he’d just have to wait and see.
Thankfully, he’d long since set up his present bolt-hole for just such a job. Just because he’d been born in Tucson—land of sand and old dinosaur bones—didn’t mean he was some sort of desert dweeb. Sure, he’d hit the limits of University of Arizona hardware by the time h
