Jessica.
Don’t tear up. She had cried too much already, and she couldn’t think straight when she let emotion rule her. She stopped at the edge of the surf and looked out at the sea. She felt very small and alone.
Stop thinking like that. Negative thoughts were bull. She was alone, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t do anything that had to be done.
She just had to work on it.
8:35 P.M.
“So I’m here,” Karlstadt said grimly as he sat down at the table at the sidewalk café. “ It had better be good, Travis.”
“ Your situation couldn’t be worse, could it?”
“ Yes, it could. You could still be alive at the end of this meeting. I don’t appreciate being double-crossed, you bastard.”
“ You weren’t double-crossed. Not intentionally.” He pushed the pouch across the table. “All the diamonds I have at the moment. Unfortunately, the rest are in the hands of the CIA.”
Karlstadt didn’t touch the pouch. “ That’s not good enough.”
“ I’ll return the deposit you made to the Swiss account. That means you won’t have to pay for the missing diamonds.”
“ You know that’s not the issue. Those diamonds have to be taken out of circulation.”
“ I have a few ideas how that might be done. In the meantime, you have to admit that having them tucked away by the CIA is the next best thing.”
“ I don’t have to admit anything.” Karlstadt’s expression was rock hard. “ You’ve put me in a very bad light with my employers. They don’t appreciate failure.”
“ You haven’t failed. You’ve gotten the time to deal with the Russians. They don’t know you don’t have all the diamonds.”
“ I don’t have the process either. Give me the disk, Travis.”
“ You’ll get it.”
“ Now.”
“ I’m not stupid, Karlstadt. It’s in a safe place and will go straight to The New York Times if I don’t call for it in a reasonable length of time. I’ll send it to you.” His gaze wandered to the rooftop of the hotel across the street. “Otherwise you might decide to signal that gentleman to take me out.”
“ You expect me to trust you? I trusted you once.”
“ You didn’t trust me. You did what was necessary to please your employers. Just as you’ll do what’s necessary to please them this time. I’ll keep my word to you because it’s the intelligent thing to do. I have enough problems without having you after me.”
“So I’ve heard.” He was silent a moment. “ You could have made a copy of the disk.”
“Same answer. I want out, not more trouble.”
“ When do I get it?”
“ I’ll call you to let you know where to pick it up.” He stood. “ Long distance.”
Karlstadt’s smile was without mirth. “ That’s wise. I’d be very tempted to recoup my losses in a very violent fashion if you don’t stay out of my way.”
“ I’ll keep that in mind.” He glanced at the rooftop again. “ I’m leaving now. Please tell our friend not to attempt to follow me. It would be a deal breaker.”
“ I’ll give you two days to get that disk to me. Then I’ll come after it.” He smiled maliciously. “ I can’t afford to wait much longer. You’re in plenty of hot water. I don’t want someone else to kill you before I get my chance.”
“ That would be unfair. I’ll try not to disappoint you.” Travis strode down the street and around the corner. His pace quickened as he wound a zigzag path around the town for the next thirty minutes until he was certain he wasn’t followed. Then he set out for his car.
So far, so good. It had been close. Very close.
His only advantage had been the fact that Karlstadt was a businessman and knew when to cut his losses. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t come after Travis if he took too much flak for losing the rest of the diamonds. The sensible thing would be for Travis to get out of Europe and lie low for a while.
Screw the sensible thing.
Not while Deschamps was still alive.
His phone rang as he was starting the Peugeot.
“ We have a problem,” Galen said. “Have you left Cannes?”
“ Not yet. I should be back at the cottage in a few hours.”
“Don’t come here. Go directly to St. Ives. I got a call from Danielle Claron. She wants to negotiate with you. She’ll be at the old church at the north edge of the village after midnight.”
“ When did she call?”
“After six. I thought I’d give you time to finish with Karlstadt. It’s only a few hours’ drive from Cannes to St. Ives.” He paused. “ But you’d better hurry. Melissa may get there before you do.”