That.
Was.
It.
How difficult could that possibly be?
Oh, this took years of planning, but it was finally falling into place with all of the players now in play.
His father would be proud.
Bet.
On.
It.
Pulling out his laptop, he sent the email to the Chinese mafia that was helping him in New Orleans.
They were to expect him tomorrow at the site he’d given them. That would give him a full day on the ground to move around without anyone being any the wiser.
Then, they’d meet up.
And like any good Russian operative hellbent on destroying the United States from the inside out…
He’d make that happen.
Da zdravstuyet matushka Rossiya.
Long live Mother Russia.
The man was about to make America its bitch.
Once.
And.
For.
All.
* * * H U N T E R – C R O F T * * *
Thursday Morning
Chartres Street
Planning
A Refresher…
It was a new day, and it was time for the Hunters to regroup, and figure out what was going to happen when Alexsandr Dominik arrived in town.
They had the cameras being run through the software, and MATE was back up and doing her thing.
Now, it was about being ready for the storm.
They weren’t sure what was going to happen when the Russian mob arrived.