‘You brought your cousin?’
‘We do that sometimes.’
‘Are they vetted?’
‘What?’
‘Background checked.’
She makes a face.‘He’s my cousin.’
‘Does Kessler vet and check the people you bring to help out?’
‘No one is checked like that here.’
Lachlan wants to scream.‘Thank you.’
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Lachlan’s room is on the ground floor, very small and plain.
Ironically, it’s safer than Jules’ room.
He slips away to find somewhere discreet to test the satellite phone.Unsurprisingly, large sections of the island are dead zones.When he finally locates a workable signal along the northeastern stretch of beach, he commits the spot to memory before performing a full circuit of the mansion exterior.
Compared to the Estate, it’s drastically smaller, but the Estate is full of places to take refuge in, much easier to lock down.Large sections of this mansion are walled entirely in glass, fully exposed to the outside.
He cannot fathom the naivety of the super-rich.
Yes, it’stemperedglass, but high velocity rifle rounds and projectiles would decimate all this pretty, prismatic perfection in minutes.The aesthetically pleasing foliage is a nightmare too and with no spotlights aimed outward, it provides perfect cover for surrounding forces.Their trust in the no-fly zone and monitored waters seems absolute.
Lachlan doesn’t share it.
The atmosphere is lax to an almost absurd degree, and Lachlan knows he stands out compared to the other security personnel lounging near the pool.
Jules is sunbathing.
Savannah and Roman are in the pool.
Mikhail Sorrenko is asleep on a sun lounger.
Alistair and Ariadne are nowhere to be seen.
The others are inside making drinks, laughing loudly now and then.Music plays.The occasional lizard darts around.Lachlan picks a decent spot in the shade with minimal glare from the pool and there, he settles in.
After an hour or so, Jules comes over with two drinks in hand.
One is a pretty cocktail with fruit in it.
One is a cold bottle of water.
‘Dealer’s choice.’
Lachlan takes the water.‘Thank you.’
Jules joins him in the shade.
‘God, it’s so beautiful here.’
