42

42. THE QUEEN'S INVITATION

~STEPHAN

I abandoned the Lamborghini at The Collar and took a taxi instead. There was no more time to waste, I had to get to the boat soon. It was the only way to keep Pamela safe.

The Ring was probably onto me by now and was on the lookout for an expensive purple vehicle. They had seen my face, they had also seen me hurl a knife at the sicko who preyed on girls.

I had to commend this death squad for their efficiency. The Collar job had been quick and precise, with no witnesses and no overtime. It had been a quick and quick operation.

Until a mistake was made. One of the death squad members dropped an important object during the mission. One man's error was another man's victory.

Whoever called the phone was behind the massacre at the club or was just another henchman down the hierarchy of whatever lame club he was a part of.

The cab stopped a few blocks from the commercial port area. I gave the driver some cash and got out of the vehicle. I continued the re