Chapter 111
“What now? Did your cook invite the entire city over for dinner?”
Kate looked down at the rust-brown deck to hide her smile.
Franco glared over the side toward the roaring engines. But his actions belied his casual manner. He roared out Jason’s name again, then ducked down close against the solid side rail of the ship. He flipped the safety off his weapon and held it at the ready.
Step two, the distraction, had now arrived.
Looking down also saved her eyes as Paul snapped on the big floodlight mounted on top of his approaching Customs boat. That also provided a degree of invisibility to the two FBI agents with him in case they needed to provide covering fire.
“Damn it!” Franco Lamar cursed as he threw up an arm to block the glare.
She and Harold remained immobile in orde
