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Page 61 of Air Force One (Miranda Chase #16)

“Wilson is dead. They’re going to rule it as accidental. Killed by a stray golf ball.” The voice on the other end of the call hesitated. “He was a good man.”

“Well done. Good or not, he served his purpose and you’re the one who said he could no longer be trusted.”

“Yes.”

“Second thoughts yourself?”

“No.”

“Good. Keep it that way.” He hung up. Let the man know that there were people willing to do to him what he’d done to that poor sap Wilson.

The President had cleared China as a likely suspect. He didn’t know how that had happened so fast. He’d expected months of confusion, leaving him time to act.

Well, it couldn’t be helped.

And there was still Russia to blame.