*George POV*
The guys and I make a toast as the plane pass the Usherway border. All we need to do now is meet the Egyptians, sell that pestilent’s ring and we are set for life. We will never have to work.
“The VP has been taken to hospital after hearing the news about the tragic death of his wife.”
The news reports and I can’t help but laugh at that before making another toast. The i***t thought he could win against us. How foolish!
Two days later, we meet the Egyptians. Dudea are so jumpy, they insists on scanning us from head to toe.
“Can we trust these guys,” Lance whispers to me. “We can’t see their faces. They are armed and insist that we should leave our weapons outside,” he adds while I laugh. This Jake thing has made him paranoid.
“Relax. They just want the ring.”
He reluc
