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friend … she would not tell me. She will tell you—but only in person.”
    Eddie had never heard of Madeline Scarber, and didn’t like that the reverse was apparently not the case. “Why?”
    “I don’t know. But that’s what she told me.”
    “How do you know she’s not working for Interpol? Or Stikes, for that matter?”
    Strutter shook his head. “People I trust have vouched for her.”
    “The only people you trust are on banknotes, Strutter,” Eddie said scathingly. “You’ve spoken to her?”
    “Yes.”
    “Recently? Like, just now?”
    “Before I came here, yes.”
    “Call her. I want to talk to her.”
    The Kenyan wasn’t happy at the prospect. “I don’t know if that is a good idea.”
    “Flying all the way to Hong Kong to meet someone I don’t even know on your say-so isn’t a good fucking idea either. Make the call.”
    Strutter reluctantly acquiesced. After a brief exchange, he held his phone out to Eddie. “She’ll talk to you.”
    “Good.” He took it. “Madeline Scarber?”
    “Speaking” came a dry, rasping voice. Scarber was clearly a chain-smoker; she sounded quite old.
    “I’m told you’ve got some information for me. About Alexander Stikes.”
    “You betcha. I know where he is now, and where he’ll be for the next couple of days.”
    The silence that followed became long enough for Eddie to think that the connection had been lost, until he heard Scarber cough faintly. “So … you going to tell me, or what?”
    “Or what, I’m afraid. For now. I’ll tell you how to find Stikes, but I want you to do something for me in return.”
    “My rates are two hundred quid an hour, and you provide the condoms,” Eddie said irritatedly. “Kissing costs extra.” Scarber made a sound that could have been a laugh. “Whatever you want me to do, I’m sure you could find someone to do it in Hong Kong. All I want is information.”
    “And you’ll get it. But only face-to-face. And I’d get here pronto, if I were you. When Stikes leaves, I don’t know where he’ll go. Call me on this number when you arrive. See you soon, kiddo.”
    “Arse,” Eddie muttered as the phone went silent. He wrote down the number, then returned it to Strutter. “Was she the only lead you had on Stikes?” The other man nodded. “I might have fucking guessed.”
    “What did she say?”
    “She wants me to do some job for her before she’ll tell me anything.”
    “What job?”
    “I don’t know. And I doubt it’ll be anything good either.” He blew out a frustrated breath. “Looks like I’m going to Hong Kong. Phooey.”

FOUR
New York City
    N ina entered the restaurant with some trepidation. The last time she shared a meal with Larry Chase, the evening had not gone well. Eddie had been estranged from him for over twenty years, the reunion taking place only at Nina’s urging … and father and son immediately resumed old hostilities, to the point of almost coming to blows.
    And according to Eddie’s sister, Elizabeth, when the two men briefly met again shortly after Eddie had gone on the run, their conflict indeed became a physical one.
    Nina knew that Eddie had met Larry in the Colombian capital a few days before the fateful night at the Peruvian pumping station. Whatever they had discussed, though, he kept to himself. But despite his closed mouth, it was clearly something Eddie had considered very serious.
    In all honesty, if not for this black hole in events, Nina probably wouldn’t have agreed to meet her father-in-law and his second wife at all. While she found Julie Chase pleasant enough, Larry’s arrogance was far less appealing. But there was the possibility of learning what had happened in Bogotá, which might provide new insightinto subsequent events … and there was also a chance, however small, that Larry could have news about Eddie.
    Larry and Julie were already seated, and the maître d’ guided Nina to their table. “Nina, hi!” Julie chirped. “Great to see you