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“How would I know anything about them? I never met them.”

“But you did.”

“I thought you said you weren’t going to follow me around.”

“I did say that, didn’t I?”

“Yes, you did.”

Kolak fidgeted with his knitted tie. “The last time we met, you said you were looking for Aida Curic. I take it you found her.”

“You know good and well I did.”

“I’m disappointed, Jack. I asked you to let me know when you found her.”

“I guess it slipped my mind.”

“Or other things were on your mind.”

“Maybe.”

Jack had to assume Kolak’s spies had them under surveillance the entire time. He suddenly felt creeped out, and a little violated.

“And what is your opinion about Ms. Aida Curic?”

“My opinion is that she’s the woman my mother wanted me to find, and I found her. Or, technically, she came to me.”

“Interesting. Please go on.”

“She’s beautiful. She’s smart. She loves her country. She’s a great tour guide.”

“A tour guide? Yes, of course. I’m sure she is very good at it. She knows the country extremely well. Her tour company travels all over the Balkans. Anything else?”

“Not that you need to know.”

“Fair enough. For now. Let’s get back to the Russians. You were traveling from Dubrovnik back to Sarajevo, yes?”

Jack nodded.

“And these three men pulled you over?”

“Yes. They wore Bosnian police uniforms, one civilian, two tactical. They diverted us off the main road and down to the river. Aida said they were really Serb Mafia, looking for a bribe.”

“What time was this?”

“I’d say between two and three o’clock in the afternoon. I’m not exactly sure.”

“Why did they target your vehicle?”

Jack shrugged. “I’d rather not say.”

“Aida was smuggling ‘medicine,’ right?”

“You need to ask her. And I don’t like your implication.”

“It was medicine, wasn’t it?”

“That’s what the boxes said.”