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Diana chuckled.
“Sorry to bother you, 47, but it looks like you'll have to postpone the exercise scheduled for
tomorrow, in order to deal with something more urgent.”
The operative swore silently. Al-Fulani was scheduled to be present as the event got under way
the next evening. He planned to kill the businessman's bodyguards as the Moroccan left the
stage, hustle Al-Fulani into a stolen limo, and drive him out into the countryside. A workable
plan with a decent chance of success.
“Whatever it is, it can wait,” the assassin said evenly. “Opportunities like this one don't come
along every day.”
“No,” Diana replied patiently, “they don't. And we're sorry, but there won't be much point to
snatching Al-Fulani if he's dead. Which will almost certainly be the case if the Otero brothers
come after him.”
Agent 47 took a sip of iced tea as one of his well-endowed guests stood long enough to drop her
thong. Then, having straddled a long-haired musician, she began to lick his face.
“The Otero brothers?” the assassin inquired mildly. “Who are they? A new boy band?”
“No,” Diana replied firmly. “They work for the Tumaco cartel in Colombia. They specialize in
killing judges, government officials, and anyone else who gets in the organization's way. And
based on the latest intelligence, it looks like they have orders to hit Al-Fulani. It seems the cartel
wants a cut of the money the Moroccan makes by smuggling drugs into Europe, and he refused.
That's where the Otero brothers come in.”
The assassin felt a rising sense of frustration. No matter how hard he tried to move this
assignment forward, it always seemed to slip back. Now, instead of abducting Al-Fulani as
planned, The Agency wanted him to protect the miserable bastard!
But Diana was right. It would be pretty hard to pry information out of a dead man. And if the
Oteros showed up in the middle of the snatch, then everything would go straight to hell. The
risk factor had just ratcheted up to an eleven.
“So how's the internal audit going?” the agent inquired, as the couple to his right began to make
noisy love.
“They haven't found anything so far,” Diana admitted. “Which makes your initiative that much
more important. Check your inbox. You'll find everything we have on the Oteros waiting there.
Including their love affair with explosives. Bombs big enough to bring down entire buildings,
blow up airplanes, and demolish bridges.”
Someone else might have interpreted that particular approach as demonic overkill, given the
amount of collateral damage that would be involved. But 47 saw the strategy for what it was.
After all, why sneak into a well-protected casino and inject the owner with an overdose of