11
THE PLAN
“What am I supposed to do now, do you have any concept at all of the position this leaves me in?” Kroll threw his hands up, “No, of course you don’t. You don’t know anything.”
CSI Andrew Archer had never seen Kroll so enraged before. It was as though the Cobra’s surprise defection had triggered some bizarre chemical change in the man. His usual calm and controlled demeanour had vanished within moments of receiving word that the two Dragonflys pursuing the defectors had been destroyed and that they had escaped without trace. All of Archer’s instincts screamed at him to withdraw and allow the situation to defuse. But that would risk enraging Kroll even further, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that if he left now, it might mean missing out on some vital nugget of information
