Chapter 2
Charles Browne stared at the door to the doctors’ lounge as it swung shut. Goddammit. Max had literally thrown him out of the infirmary. Who’d have thought the little French doctor could be so relentless?
Charles thought back a year and a half ago, to the fiasco with Prinzip, the antiterrorist organization that might as well have been run by terrorists itself. Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time. All he’d wanted was to see Paris when he wasn’t on the job, so he’d gone there for a long-delayed vacation and had wound up being kidnapped, along with operatives from just about every intelligence agency on the planet, including three other agents from the WBIS.
That goon Gaston had dumped him in Max’s matchbox of a clinic after he’d worked Charles over. Charles’s r
