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“The butler, huh?” I said, i my Glock A round was already chambered in the pipe I’d dealt with the fabulously rich before, back in Manhattan, and knew that butlers, like door

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Chill out!” the southern Delta Force guy said as I pressed the barrel under the guy’s chin

I ignored him as I stared into the butler’s eyes

“One question,” I said “One chance to get it right A plane arrived after Perrine There were prisoners in it Where are they?”

“Up at the lake house,” he said with an upper-crust British accent “There’s a road behind the runway”

CHAPTER 96

MINUTES LATER, I WAS roaring up the mountain road behind the runway on the back of one of the four-wheelers the Delta Force guys had wisely thought to bring with them

As ere pulling into the front yard, AK-47 fire raked the dirt in front of us

“Guess we didn’t get all of them!” I screamed as I dove off the vehicle and rolled behind a low stone wall

The Delta Force guys seemed , they sped even faster forward on the four-wheelers, pouring deadly-accurate fire into theas they went Soht tackle for Georgia Tech, actually drove his four-wheeler up onto the porch and put his size-fourteen boot to the door’s lock

Half of the door’s frame was actually ripped off as he caved it in Then one of his buddies threw in sorenade, but a whole firecracker pack of them suddenly went off

They poured into the house behind the deafening banging I rushed in behind the the corners of the rooms I ran past There was a bar, red couches, rococoI alot sick It looked like a brothel of some sort

“Bennett! Back here! Back here!” one of the Delta Force guys cried

I burst into a room

How canaround Just how?