In a much smaller hotel room twelve floors down from Yushenko's office, Steve sat on the edge of his bed, talking on the phone to a customer service manager at his bank branch back home. After an hour

Yushenko clucked his tongue as he stared at the screen of his laptop, scanning the news. A headline read: "Andras Szabo Still on Life Support." The article contained little information, not even

Jeannie let herself into Jimmy's place with a set of keys she'd forgotten to give back to him after looking after his cat one time. Rebecca had been the one to drop the keys to her and she kept neglecting

Frank drove to the end of the long, unpaved road that cut across the valley where once upon a time there'd been a shallow lake or river bed. The sky was ablaze from the sun setting behind the mountain

A few feet from Jeannie, a bent and torn silver McLaren had been introduced to a lamp post and the meeting ended very badly. Tires squealed behind her and she caught sight of a black S-class Mercedes with

Jimmy stretched as he lifted out of his velveteen easy chair and ambled to the mini fridge for a second beer. On top of the fridge was his answering machine. The tiny red light pulsed, indicating one new

On the far side of the world from Jeannie and Johnnie ... Two days earlier ... In southern Thailand ... SIS Agent Le Bon crouched behind a concrete wall and pulled out his pocket mirror. Angling it with