He moved his head forward and looked through the scope with his left eye. “Sunburst” was lit up like the proverbial Christmas tree; the angle was perfect, he thought to himself, as he looked at Lenora, standing to David’s left. He could not believe his luck: top deck, clear shot. His patience had been rewarded. He knew he only had one shot. It was imperative that he made his escape. There would be no time; he had to make the kill and move. This operation left no room for loose ends. Capture would make him a major loose end and he knew the price of failure in this country.