Flashback - Page 102

Lynch motioned toward the rented boat. “We’re lucky enough to have a boat that’s faster than theirs. If we can get back to it, we’ll have no problem getting away.”

“That’s a pretty big if,” Chloe said.

“Not if we have a plan and stick to it,” Lynch said.

“And what, exactly, is that plan?”

Lynch turned to Kendra. “Are they finished down there?”

“They’re done talking. Right now, they’re just loading ammo clips into their automatic rifles.”

“Comforting. Okay, gather around. Here’s what I have in mind…”

CHAPTER

18

Wallace watched as Krebb’s men ran to take their positions around the installation. “You have too much faith in those men,” he whispered. “Sometimes a scalpel is better than a sledgehammer.”

Krebb chuckled. “You think you’re the scalpel?”

“Of course.”

“A scalpel is a precision instrument. I may have thought that of you once, but no longer. You’re too reckless. Unpredictable. These men do as they’re told.”

“So do I. With incredible efficiency. That’s why you’ve kept me around all these years.”

“Yes, but you’ve also insisted on your insane side projects. Isn’t your work for me enough to satisfy those murderous appetites of yours?”

“‘Insane side projects’? People know my work all over the world.”

“Your work?”

Wallace smiled. “Or, if you prefer, my art. You’re the one who wanted me to come back here after all these years.”

“It was an emergency situation. All hands on deck. If Setzer hadn’t talked to those sisters, none of this would have happened.”

“You should have let me kill him fifteen years ago, the minute he left our group.”

“That’s funny, I thought about having him kill you.”

Wallace chuckled. “I would have sent him back to you in pieces.”

“You’re not one to throw blame around. If you’d just killed Kendra Michaels instead of trying to toy with her in the garage of her building, we probably wouldn’t even be here now.”

“You’re right. Instead, she was able to lead us right to the Morgan sisters. You’re welcome. By the way, your man Banyon literally had Kendra Michaels in his grasp and lost a front tooth for his trouble.”

Krebb checked his watch. “Banyon and Ohlmeyer should be on the hillside by now.”

“They’re dead already. Or they will be soon.”

“What?”

“You should have sent me here alone. I’ve handled much tougher jobs for you.”

“These are some of the best men who have ever worked for me.”

Wallace snorted. “Have you read Adam Lynch’s file? You should have, you gave it to me. They’ll be lucky to leave this island alive.”