Jaya was just lifting off from the helicopter pad when his men managed to get Ivan through the first door. It took two minutes to get him the rest of the way through the security wing, which she'd locked down tight. Keane was bellowing into his radio, sending men to the docks and the airstrip.
"Where do you want to go, boss?" Keane asked. "Boat or plane."
"Dock," Ivan snapped grimly without further explanation. He stalked through the building toward the nearest boat dock. Given the sloppy way she'd taken off in the helicopter he didn't think she was going to make it far. Nothing in his background checks on her or his experience with her told him she was a pilot. He highly doubted her ability to make it to the mainland in one piece. He just prayed she wasn't badly injured if she did crash.