Chương 199: Chapter 199: Zak, Ivy

Monday. Jabir al Saud's Home. Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

ZAK SAMAAN SIPPED FROM his glass as he surveyed the party. It was on the subdued side for a Jabir event, but it was still early. Only the inner circle of friends was present yet.

"Well?" Miran, his cousin, sidled up to him.

"Yousef said the money wasn't ready."

"What?"

Zak held up his hand. "Tonight."

"This is cutting it close. We can't screw up this job. It's our in."

"I know that," Zak snapped.

He was very aware that this job could be their meal ticket. For a decade Zak and Miran had fostered relationships, built contacts, created their own little power structure with people everywhere. All to this end.

They'd be taken care of if they did this deal. Zak knew it. No more stroking the egos of men like Prince Jabir al Saud. No, people would be lining up to stroke Zak.

Miran passed Zak two small vials.

He stared at them in surprise.

"There were extras," was all Miran said.

Zak grinned.

They were going to party tonight.