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a file on him."
                  If Sabin didn't have
a file on him, Persall had been more than a dark
horse; he'd been totally invisible.
                  "How did this thing blow open?"
Grant drawled, closing his eyes until they were little more than slits. He
looked as if he were going to fall asleep, but Sabin knew differently.
                  "Our man was being followed. They were
closing in on him. He was out of his mind with fever. He couldn't find Luis,
but he remembered how to contact Persall . No one knew Persall's name, until then, or how to find him if
they needed him. Our man just barely got the film to Persall before all hell broke loose. Persall got away."
                  "What about our man?"
                  "He's alive. We got him out, but not
before Turego got his hands on him." Grant
grunted. "So Turego knows our
guy didn't tell Persall to destroy the film." Kell looked completely disgusted. "Everyone knows. There's no
security down there. Too many people will sell any scrap of information they
can find. Turego has a leak in his organization, so
by morning it was common knowledge. Also by morning, Persall had died of a heart attack, in Priscilla's room. Before we could move in, Turego took the girl."
                  Dark brown lashes veiled the golden glitter of
Grant's eyes almost completely. He looked as if he would begin snoring at any
minute. "Well? Does she know anything about the microfilm or not?"
                  "We don't know. My guess is that she
doesn't. Persall had several hours to hide the
microfilm before he went to her room."
                  "Why the hell couldn't she have stayed
with Daddy, where she belongs?" Grant murmured.
                  " Hamilton has been raising hell for us to get her out
of there, but they aren't really close. She's a party girl. Divorced,
more interested in having a good time than in doing anything constructive. In fact, Hamilton cut her out of his will several years ago,
and she's been wandering all around the globe since. She'd been with Persall for a couple of years. They weren't shy about their
relationship. Persall liked to have a flashy woman on
his arm, and he could afford her. He always seemed like an easygoing good time
guy, well-suited to her type. I sure as hell never figured him for a courier,
especially one sharp enough to fool me."
                  "Why don't you go in and get the girl
out?" Grant asked suddenly, and he opened his eyes, staring at Kell , his gaze cold and yellow.
                  "Two reasons. One, I don't think she
knows anything about the film. I have to concentrate on finding the film, and I
think that means finding Luis Marcel. Two, you're the best man for the job. I
thought so when I… ah… arranged for you to be brought to Hamilton 's attention." So Kell was working to get the girl out, after all, but going about it in his own
circuitous way. Well, staying behind the scenes was the only way he could be
effective. "You won't have any trouble getting into Costa Rica ," Kell said.
"I've already arranged it. But if you can't get the girl out…" Grant
got to his feet, a tawny, graceful savage, silent and lethal. "I
know," he said quietly. Neither of them had to say it, but both knew that
a bullet in her head would be a great deal kinder than what would happen to her
if Turego decided that she did know the location of
the microfilm. She was being held only as a safety measure now, but if that
microfilm didn't surface, she would eventually be the only remaining link to
it. Then her life wouldn't be worth a plugged nickel.
                  So now he was in Costa Rica , deep in the rain forest and too damned
near the Nicaraguan border for comfort. Roaming bands of rebels, soldiers,
revolutionaries and just plain terrorists made life miserable for people who
just wanted to live their simple lives in peace, but