Chapter 67: MANCINI

I leapt off the bed and headed for the closet where I kept my travel kit with everything I could possibly need for a job.

"How long?" I didn't have to iterate, I knew he'd read between the lines.

"Four hours. She went on holiday with some kids from college. They went out on the town and she just disappeared from the club they went to. The girls didn't take any chances and sounded the alarm right away so at least we have that on our side."

"The plane's ready I presume."

"Yes, Tony has the location, you're heading to Bonaire. I don't have to tell you how important this is to me. Cassandra is a flighty little thing but she's dear to my heart. Bring her home Hank."

"Send me everything you have." There had been a batch of murders involving cruise ships in the last couple years. Something not many people knew about since it wasn't broadcasted for obvious reasons. The assholes that be, were more interested in the money tourism brought in than preserving lives.