"We've covered the airport?" I said it flat because there could not be any question.
"Yes, boss."
So I would call them in and we would meet and they would go to work. And I would trigger the number I had in reserve and bring down the mercs and send them out into the world, financed to find and drag Vincent back to deal with my anger and bring Annie safely home.
And if they couldn't bring Annie safely home, then Vincent wouldn't return alive, either.
Because I could find her. I'd be a step behind, racing to catch up, but he couldn't keep her from me forever. The pinch she'd felt during the exam, the one that made her cry out in pain – that had been a tracker being injected into place.
There was nowhere he could take her I couldn't find her eventually. And when I did, there was nothing I wouldn't do to bring her back.
Nothing.