Page 205 of Assassin

“What were you promised?” she asked.

He stared at his bleeding thigh. When Adder began twisting the blade, he knew he needed to talk.

“The city. He promised the Chinese this city, and the Russians could have Boston.”

Well, that said it all.

She was honest.

“Fang is dead,” she offered. “Greyson Croft found him in Aquarius, and killed him. His children met untimely deaths, and so did his wife and mother.”

The man gasped.

“So, as a heads-up, Boston isn’t falling.”

He was bleeding onto the deck of the older boat.

“What was his plan here?” she asked, trying to get anything out of him.

At first, he didn’t speak, but when Mambo put the wire around his neck, he sang like a canary.

“He wanted to assimilate with the society here. He sent three of his assassins off to do their thing.”

“Where?” she asked.

“California, New York, and DC.”

They needed to give Elizabeth that information because two of those places were close to her home base. They likely had shit coming at some point.

“How many people did he come here with?” she asked.

“Five. All women. Please let me go,” he begged for his life.

She kept questioning him.

“What’s at the bank? What did the German woman place in that bank box for him?” she asked, proving they knew EVERYTHING.

He kept watching the knife and as the garrot tightened, he kept talking to buy himself time.

“Intel.”

She pushed.

“On?” she asked.

“The rest of your team, and Elizabeth Blackhawk. It has everything about her children and family. The German had it for Alexsandr so he could take care of her.”

And they knew why.

She was the posterchild for keeping crime low in the US. That was her sole job to find killers, and stop that jackassery.

It seemed they had to get that box.

“Where is he?” she asked again.

He shook his head.

“I don’t know. I swear. We didn’t have any information on where he planned on staying. Just the warehouse, and we couldn’t go in there. The German woman had control of it.”

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