Paris Love Match

Chapter 29





Brunwald stared at the map while Kuznik stood at attention beside him. Petit Quai was just as its name suggested. If Piers wanted to meet there, he clearly intended to pick up the girl by boat. It was an exposed position, lots of on lookers. It didn’t make it any more difficult to take the snit out, but the getaway would be more complex. He briefly considered a boat, but discounted it as he ran his fingers over the many bridges between the banks and the island Notre Dame was built on.

He tapped his finger on the map. “Here and here. Either side of the river. You’ll have a good view of the handover point.”

“Want me to put one in him to start?”

Brunwald smiled. “You read my mind. Nothing life-threatening until after the handover. Just make sure he knows we mean business.”

“No problem.”

“Once we have the diamonds, take him out.”

“And the girl?”

“Her too. We don’t want anyone left knowing we were here.”

Kuznik gave a mirthless smile. “Trust me, it’ll be my pleasure after listening to that bitch all night.”

Brunwald straightened up. “And when we have the diamonds?”

“Straight to the airfield.”

“And the men?”

“They take the first plane. We take the second.”

Brunwald raised his eyebrows expectantly.

Kuznik tapped his phone. “Twenty pounds of C4. Already in the hold of their aircraft. One call is all it takes. All we have to do is decide when to get rid of them.”

Brunwald smiled and nodded. “You’re a good man. This time tomorrow you and I will be rich Argentineans. Just make sure things go by the book.”