“All right,” Gadanz replied. “I’ll give you five million up front. Where do you want it sent?”
“Switzerland.” Sterling wouldn’t leave it there long, not for more than a few minutes. The United States had ruined that country as far as being a secrecy haven. But there were other outlaw nations he could use, and Switzerland was still the best place to start a transaction like this. “And the down payment will be twenty million, Daniel, not five.”
“All right,” Gadanz answered again, “twenty million. But I’ll net it against the ultimate proceeds.”
The drug lord hadn’t even tried to counter. Gadanz was thirsting for revenge like a man crawling through the middle of the desert. “That seems fair.”
“So I’ll send twenty million dollars to your account in Switzerland as soon as you leave here.” Gadanz hesitated. “And just so we’re clear, Liam, you could make over three hundred million when we add the Jensens to the kill list.”
“I like the sound of that.”
Gadanz shook his head. “I can’t believe I’m doing this, but I’m actually going to help you execute this mission.”
“How exactly are you going to do that?”
Gadanz reached into his pocket, removed a flash drive, and held it out for Sterling. “Watch the video on that drive when you’ve made it out of here. Then you’ll understand.” The drug lord pointed at the small object in Sterling’s hand. “I’ll help you with the transportation aspect that’s involved as well, which won’t be insignificant. Get control of the assets, and I’ll have planes waiting to take them away and bring them back. I’ll put several G650s at your disposal.”
Sterling had no idea what any of this meant, but he was intrigued. Gadanz could be very creative when he put his mind to it. “I want something else, Daniel.”
“What?”
“Not what.” Sterling gestured at Sophia, who was sitting obediently in a chair in a corner of the room. “Who. She comes with me when I leave.”
The four Sitka deer meandered toward Skylar through the forest as she watched from her perch in the tall spruce tree ten feet above the needled ground. The animals were still unaware of her presence, thanks to her position above and downwind from them. They were all does, but there was probably a buck lurking somewhere close. It was September and getting toward the rut, so harems were being herded together and guarded closely. Though bucks could be aggressive, especially at this time of the year, she wasn’t worried. Bears were the only animals Skylar worried about on this island.
The black-tailed deer wasn’t native to Kodiak Island. The legend went that Russian settlers had imported the Sitka to Kodiak back in the seventeenth century, though Skylar was skeptical. The deer had definitely been imported. More likely, as far as she could find, the animals had been brought in by Americans in the early twentieth century.
As the lead doe came within range, Skylar caught a familiar whiff in the air — a heavy, earthy scent that couldn’t be mistaken. Still, she didn’t hesitate long. The other three does might not come anywhere near as close. She loved the taste of fresh venison, cooked properly.
It was over seconds after she dropped onto the doe’s narrow back and brought the long, shiny blade of the bowie knife deftly across the deer’s soft neck, as Betty had taught her. The other three does tore off into the woods in terror, but the wounded animal staggered only a few yards before collapsing to the forest floor.
Skylar didn’t race to where it lay to claim her prize. Instead, she scrambled to her feet and whipped around toward the growl. She’d been hoping the familiar scent she’d caught in the air just before her attack on the doe signaled the presence of an adolescent sow without cubs. But such was not her fortune this evening.
Fifty feet away was a huge male bear, one of the largest she’d ever seen. And it was coming fast.
“Did you hear me?” Sterling called out as Gadanz climbed the stairs to the throne. “Sophia goes with me.”
Gadanz put his head back and laughed loudly as he eased into the huge chair. “You amuse me, Liam,” he said, taking a long draw from the smoking cigar.
Sterling glanced over at Sophia. “I’m serious, Daniel.”
“And things were going so well.”
Sterling heard the warning loud and clear, but he didn’t care. “Look, I’m not negotiating. She leaves with me or I don’t—”
“Take her.”
Sterling stared up at the drug lord for several moments. This was unprecedented. Gadanz never gave in so easily.
“But come up here first. I have something else for you.”
Sterling checked the doorway to the room again. He was so close to getting out of here. But it would be just like Gadanz to make him think he was safe, and then kill him just for the sport of it. His unpredictability was one of the things that made him such a good leader in the drug business. That and his unfailing ruthlessness.
Still, Sterling climbed the stairs to the throne. What else could he do? He wanted his three hundred million — and the girl.
“Here.” Gadanz had withdrawn an envelope from his pocket, the same pocket he’d pulled the flash drive from, and he was holding it out.
“What’s this?” Sterling asked, taking it.
“Names and numbers of people who will help you do what I want done. I’ve already done a significant amount of work for you, which I normally wouldn’t.” Gadanz took an extra-long draw from the cigar. “Perhaps that will give you some indication of how badly I want this executed.” He pointed toward the door. “Now go. And take the bitch with you, if that’s what you really want.”
The massive grizzly stopped short, thirty feet away from Skylar as she calmly stood her ground. The Winchester rifle rested on her shoulder, secured there by its leather strap. There was no need for it — yet. The bear had been expecting its charge to scare off the human quickly. But that hadn’t happened, and now the beast was wondering why.
The bear rose up on its hind legs to get a better look and sniff the air, and now Skylar could clearly see how immense the animal was. An average Kodiak male stood nine feet tall and weighed twelve hundred pounds. This one was more than ten feet tall and probably weighed close to sixteen hundred pounds. And those back paws stretched sixteen long inches. It wasn’t the biggest one she’d ever encountered in the wilds of this island paradise, but it was still huge. And it was the biggest one that had ever looked at her as an enemy.
The smell of the doe’s blood was thick in the air, and it was exciting the bear. Still, she wasn’t giving up her kill.
Skylar took one deliberate step forward as she stared straight into the Kodiak’s closely set mahogany eyes, which were just above its moist black snout.
The bear dropped down onto all fours again, pawed the ground, bared its long fangs, and snorted loudly. And for several seconds the beast and the young woman continued staring at each other intensely, burning brown eyes to burning blue eyes.
Then the bear lurched forward with a guttural growl.
So did Skylar, immediately, with a growl of her own. And she raised her arms high above her head, to appear larger.
The bear stopped in its tracks, hesitating a few moments as it continued to sniff the air. Then it turned and loped off through the forest.
Skylar laughed, and the sounds of her amusement echoed through the trees. God, she loved this place.
When she’d finished dressing the deer, she carried the innards to the edge of the cliff and dropped them into the ocean far below. Then she raised her eyes from the waves crashing onto the rocky shore, to the mainland in the distance through the fading light, then farther up to the gorgeous azure sky stretching out above her, which was streaked by gold and silver to the west as the sun dropped toward the horizon. She was convinced that there was no sky like this anywhere else on earth.