First Dig Two Graves, the second Zoe thriller.
It’s the final battle.
Never trust anyone else to do the job you should have done yourself in the first place.
It’s an interesting premise, but somehow encapsulates the ethos of this story.
Who is Romanov? Zoe, Irina, whatever you want to call her, he’s her father.
The notion that anonymously putting out a finder’s fee on his daughter’s head, coupled with the ire of Olga throughout the death of her son, sent everyone from the Minister in the Kremlin down into a tailspin.
The first effort, had the kidnappers just followed the rules, would have got an enormous payday, and everything would have been resolved there and then, in Marseilles.
No, people got greedy.
So did all the others, getting wind of what was at stake, enough to retire, or continue to retire in style.
Dominica, Yuri, and even Olga had she been smart.
She was not.
People didn’t have to die. Zoe could have been spared a killing spree, and John some perhaps quality time with Olga. It’s a mistake Olga won’t make again.
And John, now with a father in law, well it’s just another surprise in a long list of surprises.
Today’s writing, with everyone, nearly, getting their just desserts, 2,111 words, for a complete of 65,265.