Chapter 271: Skilton, Logan

Saturday. Unknown.

SKILTON PACED THE ROOM, all the while his mind raced.

This could not be happening.

His assistant stepped into the open door. "Sir?"

"Bring him in," Skilton said.

"Yes, sir."

He'd read every report from his American network. Every damned one. So why was he just now learning about how extensive this Task Force was? How was it he'd gotten someone in at the top level and yet it was the peon that was getting him the real intel?

This was a disaster.

He heard their approach.

"This is unacceptable," Skilton said. "At every turn I learn about yet another failure."

He turned to look at the short, scrawny man with beady eyes. In truth, this man wasn't the kind Skilton typically liked to turn to his means. People motivated by simple greed were quick to jump ship. A lot like rats. But he'd thought it prudent to secure someone else in case his other two sources didn't pan out.

"I agree, sir," the grave young man said.