Chapter 120
“We are dead,” Park could see no way to salvage the situation. His plan had failed. He’d spent millions, little of it authentic, but still millions to make this work.
He stood at the bow of the Chong Chon Gang and wondered if this was the last sunrise he would ever see.
He’d had the Stark woman twice aboard this ship and been unable to retain her either time. He’d been lucky to escape alive. But the Council would not be so understanding.
“We are dead, Rang. There is nothing I can do to stop it.” They were still anchored in Bahia Limón, the entrance of the Panama Canal lay just a few miles straight ahead. Rang’s crew had quietly disposed of Jason and Manuel’s bodies. They were even now cleaning Rang’s office.
The FBI had taken away the moaning Franco Lamar. Park would kill
