Chapter 20

"He said he would look into it?" Sterling growled as he put the phone down.

Nate nodded and downed the last bit of whiskey in his glass. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. He knew what was coming next. They had agreed that they would call Charles and let him know what was going on here and then catch a plane back to Johannesburg. Charles had taken their call. The man was highly upset that he had had to go through so much thinking they were dead, that he had been investigated and interrogated by two agents who were looking for them and the two were high ups and were very angry about their 'deaths'. Then he went on about how they were both utter fools with no good sense and so on and so forth. Eventually Sterling had managed to get out of him, after all the ranting and raving about the situation, that his daughter was safe and as well as could be expected. She along with the other rescued girls were in protective custody with Interpol and being well taken care of. Sterling had then told Charles about what was going on and what Derby's plans were to which he had received a curt reply of "I will look into it". Charles then told Sterling he and Nate better to get their 'asses' back to Johannesburg for debriefing. Sterling was irate and Nate knew that they were going nowhere until the little matter of the 'next shipment' had been dealt with.

"Who would have come looking for you here?" Nate said softly as he processed everything that Charles had told them and suddenly realised something was out of place.

"What?"

"Who would have come looking for you here? You said you told nobody…"

"True…"

"What exactly did he say?"

"He said that Agent's Du Bois and Fortune were looking for me and you."

"Oh shit…"

Sterling looked at Nate as he poured himself another drink and downed it. Then he smiled and shook his head. He should have known really, both of them should have known.

"Sophie…Eliot?"

"Probably with the other two listening in." Nate said softly.

"So where do you think they are now?" Sterling asked knowing Nate's team well, they were here somewhere.

Nate did not answer for a minute or two, he just sat contemplating his empty glass, twisting it around in his hand.

"Nate…"

"Give me the phone."

Sterling handed him the phone and sat back as Nate signed deeply and then keyed in the number. It rang once before being picked up.

"Eliot…"

"Nate…"

Ok took a little longer than I thought for this one, next one up sooner hopefully. Hope you all enjoyed. Sorry for such a short chapter too but more action is coming