New York,
Early December
“Everything is falling into place, and soon I’ll be ready to make my move.”
“Does she suspect anything?” The voice that answered was disguised by the same device fitted to both burner phones to prevent them from being recognizable as either male or female.
“There’s no reason why she should.”
“How have you decided to eliminate her?”
“I never discuss my methods. It’s enough for you to know that one of Borzikov’s daughters will very soon be dead.”
“What about the other one?”
“I intend to deal with her when she rushes back from her honeymoon after being informed of her sister’s demise. Attempting anything before then would be impossible. She’s on her honeymoon, and her tough Irish bastard of a husband will be at her side day and night.” The last was added scathingly.
“Borzikov will return to the US too, once he learns of the first daughter’s death. For maximum impact, I suggest we then let him live until after you’ve killed the second daughter.”
“And the rest of my money?”
“The final payment for this hit will be made into your account the moment the first kill is confirmed.”
“Which will be very soon.”
“Make sure it is.”
With no more to be said, the call was ended and both burner phones were destroyed in such a way that no data or record of the call could ever be salvaged.