Midnight Rainbow Read Free

everyone except Manuel Turego and the American government was searching for Priscilla.
     Not even the Costa Rican government knew that Turego had the woman; he was operating on
     his own.
    â€œPersall was a dark horse,” Kell admitted irritably. “He wasn’t a
     professional. I don’t even have 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.
    â€œOur 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.”
    â€œWhat about our man?”
    â€œHe’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?”
    â€œWe don’t know. My guess is that she doesn’t. Persall had several hours to
     hide the microfilm before he went to her room.”
    â€œWhy the hell couldn’t she have stayed with Daddy, where she belongs?”
     Grant murmured.
    â€œHamilton 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.”
    â€œWhy 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.
    â€œTwo 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