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“Well, where are they? Do they have the diamonds?” he asked hopefully.
“Uh, no, sir. They’re dead.”
“Dead? That’s not possible. Who would have the skills to kill my men? No one! No one has skills that rival our own.”
“Someone did, sir. Omar is dead as well.”
“This cannot be happening. Where is everyone?”
“We’ve heard from our men in Detroit, Chicago, Miami, and Charlotte. They’ve been taken into custody for questioning. They know to not say anything, but that will only serve to have them deported. The men in Los Angeles, Seattle, and San Francisco are trying to clear everything out of the offices.”
“They believe the garbage being spewed in the news?”
“Wouldn’t you?” smirked Silverstein. “If you heard that bullshit on your television in your country, you would be the first to take up arms. I’m not a fan of weapons, but in this country, there are four hundred and thirty-four million of them. Give or take. That’s about one and a half per person. In Texas alone, there are over a million.
“You made a mistake, Yun. You thought your men could just walk in and take over. I tried to tell you it wouldn’t be that easy.”
Yun stepped forward, gripping the older man’s throat. He shoved him against the wall, so close the spittle hit his face.
“You dare to tell me what I have done is foolish? I’m not afraid of a bunch of inexperienced backwoods hicks who think they’re playing in the old west. You are benefiting from this as well, Mr. Silverstein. You are being paid to help get the jewels and antiquities. Quite handsomely, I must say. You also seemed quite keen on getting this weapon to your homeland.”
“We’re both profiting from this. But only if it works,” said Silverstein, pushing the man away from him. “Your men are dead. Your well-trained, superior warriors. I’m going back to New York. Let me know if you figure out how to work this thing.”
“You are to get me those diamonds!”
“Give it up, Yun. Any diamond should work. There is nothing that indicates the gems from the region you pinpointed have any special qualities to them. I’ve examined all of them myself.”
“Those diamonds will be the ones!”
“Then you will need to figure out where they are.” Stepping out of the office, he saw the bodies of Yun’s men lying on white sheets on the floor. Staring at the man who was nearly decapitated, he turned to Yun.
“That,” he said, pointing to the body, “is not from an inexperienced backwoods hick.”
Silverstein left the home, heading to the airport. When Yun looked down at the two men, he wanted to kill them all over again. How could they be so inept? Who was able to do this to them?
“Would you like us to bury them, sir?” asked the man.
“No. Put them in the basement freezer. We don’t have time for burials now.”
“Yes, sir. Should we move locations, sir?”
“No. This will pass. Besides, we’re too far along on the weapon. It would set us back months if I moved them now. I have a business meeting. Ask the driver to pull around. Bring five men. I don’t want to be harassed by anyone.”
“Yes, sir.”
Remy, Robbie, Mo, and Gator waited at the TSA line in LAX. They’d already spoken to the agents, Homeland, and L.A. Police. They were all clear to grab Silverstein if he came through.
“How many fucking people come through this place?” growled Gator.
“A lot. Too many,” smirked Robbie. “I like our little private runway and our planes and choppers. Don’t like travelin’ like this with all these folks. That’s how everyone gets sick.”
“Robbie, you sound like you’ve never been out of Louisiana before, and I know for a fact you damn sure have,” chuckled Mo.
“I have. I just don’t like it. I mean, look at these folks. TSA has been tellin’ people to take off their shoes, take out their electronics, and to make sure their liquids aren’t more than three ounces for almost twenty years. And look,” he said, nudging his brother, “look at that fool.”
“But I don’t understand why you’re making me do this,” said the passenger.
“Sir, it’s policy. It’s been policy since 2006. Have you traveled since then?” asked the agent, trying to be patient. The team could only shake their heads. Business travelers were pushing and shoving because their plans were, of course, far more important than anyone else’s.
