The Deal [antikvár]

>CHAPTER 1The deal was in motion.As he guided the BMW Z3 roadster onto Highway 280, Matthew Locke felt as though his mind were spin-ning as quickly as the wheels that propelled him forward.Appraising his position, he quickly cut over to the fast lane. He briefly wondered why the traffic was so light, then shrugged it off. He had more important things to think about. Bright sunlight and warm air rushed through the open windows as he gained speed and set the cruise control at seventy miles per hour.Then Matthew noticed the clock, and realized that, for the first time in as long as he could remember, he was two hours ahead of the nightly 280 rush. His work-day had ended sooner than usual. There was nothing more for him to do except wait for tomorrow to come.Still reeling from the confrontation, he took a few deep breaths *and tried to relax. He wasn't recovering from the sort of unpleasant agitation brought on by fear. No, this was the sort of nervousness that comes from