Ivan stopped next to Keane who was standing guard on one of the wide, tiered balconies a few levels down from the master room where Jaya was being kept. Keane didn't bother acknowledging his boss with more than a slight shift of his body. He kept his sharp gaze focused on the Jakarta skyline twinkling with life well below them. The semi-automatic rifle held firmly beneath his armpit looked more like an extension of his body than the deadly weapon it actually was.

"Thought I ...