On the plane, one of the blonde lackeys was just taking a call on a satellite phone, after he made a mad dash to a cabin in the rear, hammering the door and yelling, "Sir! Mr. Finklestein! We're in trouble!"

After Matt Finklestein posted the billion-dollar bounty on Tanya, he had gone to bed, awaiting news of Tanya's death.

Still, he woke with a start when he heard his lackey's call of distress, and he scrambled to get up and open the door, demanding, "What? Did the bounty hunters screw up too?!"

"No…"

The blonde lackey was shaking his head, on the verge of tears. "Your father just called, saying Julien Rosthichild himself made an announcement amongst the elite circles regarding Tanya!"

"What?!" Matt exclaimed, his heart skipping a beat. "What about, specifically?!"

"Well, he said whoever posted the billion-dollar bounty must rescind it right away and personally call him… or if he had to find them, he would destroy them…"

Matt's legs almost buckled, but his blonde lackey caught