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“My friend, where have you been? We have much to talk about.”

“You’re damn right we do.” Abel had never spoken to Rashid in such a manner. “Tell Saeed that he has until the close of business today to put that money back in my account or I will make sure Mitch Rapp finds out he was the one who took out the bounty on him.”

“I think you’re a bit late,” Rashid said in a no-nonsense tone.

Abel detected no false bravado. “What do you mean?”

“Saeed was just killed in an explosion.”

“When?”

“An hour ago.”

“Where?”

“In front of his office.”

“By who?”

“Who do you think?”

“I don’t know,” growled an angry Abel.

“Mitch Rapp.”

Abel stopped pacing. “How? That’s impossible.”

“Apparently not.”

Abel could feel a monstrous headache coming on. He started pacing again, looking at the floor as he went from one end of the room to the other. “I want my money back,” he blurted out.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“The eleven million dollars Saeed paid me to have Rapp killed.”

“Rapp is still alive.”

“I don’t care. The deal was I keep the deposit whether he was killed or not. I want my money back.”

“Come to Riyadh and we will talk about this.”

“Rashid, don’t be a fool. I will never set foot in your country again.” Abel had never spoken to him in such a discourteous manner. It was always prince this or prince that.

“Then come to Spain. I am leaving for Granada tonight. We can discuss your money and figure out how we will deal with Rapp.”

“No,” Abel said firmly. “You will pay me eleven million dollars by five o’clock Zurich time today, or I will tell Rapp this was all your idea.”

There was a long silence and then Rashid said, “Don’t be foolish. Two can play that game. If you do that you will be signing your death warrant.”

“Maybe, maybe not. I am nobody. A single individual who can disappear. You are the powerful and wealthy Prince Muhammad bin Rashid.” Abel spoke the name with disdain. “Rapp will have a hard time finding me. You, on the other hand, will be easy to find.”

“Erich, think about what you are doing. You do not want me as an enemy.”

“And you don’t want to end up like your friend Saeed, so you’d better give me the eleven million dollars by five or I promise you, Rapp is going to find out that you orchestrated this whole thing. I’ll send your assistant wiring instructions for the money.”

“Give me until five tomorrow. I am wealthy but not in the way Saeed was. I need time.”

“Noon tomorrow! That is all you have.”

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