Got a job for you. Pays ten million.My left eye turret swiveled to the computer monitor as that simple message came in. Charlie was my  best agent; she had a nose for deals and jobs that belonged on a bloodhound. We'd known each other for a decade, and been close friends for half that long. She wouldn't be jerking me around- if she said there was this kind of job in the offing, there was.  But that was one hell of a price for an assassination; twice what I'd ever been offered after haggling let