博客來Drago knew they were going into Lucas Silva’s territory. But he had to trust his instincts, and he had to believe that with the help of the Inspector’s cousin and his two friends, they could pull this off. The forged papers were their only hope, a fragile shield against the storm that was about to break.
The humidity of Tabatinga clung to Santos, Ferreira, and to Agent Rick Drago as he adjusted his position behind the rusted shipping container.
This Amazon port city sprawled before him in the pre-dawn darkness, a maze of ramshackle buildings, floating docks, and narrow waterways that had served as Lucas Silva’s perfect sanctuary.
Inspector Isabella Ferreira’s voice crackled through his earpiece, barely audible above the distant hum of boat engines and the ever-present chorus of jungle insects.
