"I still don't see the link," Judith said.
"There may be none, but…" Malcolm paused, took a deep breath. "The transfers were made to two banks in Central America. Benweiser is there now. And-" Again, he hesitated. "And the Shredder is expected in town."
"The Shredder! My God, he's an-"
"He's the best paid assassin on the market. He likes to hit on the road. I want you to follow the most restricted procedures when you're on the move." Malcolm's voice was cold, emotionless.
"You mean the 'Road Procedures' listed in the document of the Invicta?" Judith asked.
"Exactly," Malcolm replied. "I'll send you an M22316. Are you familiar with that weapon?"
"Yes. Very familiar."
"Good. Any questions?"
"No. But Malcolm…"
"Yes?"
"Brian wants to go visit his mother, one week from Saturday."
"If things don't worsen, you can go. But be careful, Judith. Be extra careful."