Jack Grant lay back on the bed and stared vacantly at the cracks in the ceiling of his bedroom. He"d been that way for the best part of an hour, tracing the spider"s web of broken plaster with his eyes. He was frustrated, angry and ready to punch someone"s lights out.
As soon as he"d stepped off the plane from Brazil, he"d been met by Trench and handed a bag full of cash and the keys to an apartment with a magnificent view of Victoria Peak. The bag had contained his first bonus p*****t of $5000 in cash. The apartment was clean and sparse: a bed, a sofa, a dining table, some books, some magazines and a radio, but nothing more. But it was the view out of the bedroom window which compensated for its emptiness.
He was told by Trench to “Dig in and keep a low profile until Hokku and his peopl
