Chapter 155

Willy's eyes darted around the room, his mind racing with panic. He knew Lecter was closing in on him, and he had to act fast. He couldn't let Lecter catch up to him, not now, not ever.

"Winston, I need you to book a plane ticket for me," Willy said, his voice low and urgent.

Winston, his loyal assistant, looked up from his computer screen. "Where are you headed, sir?"

Willy hesitated, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for an escape route. "Anywhere but here," he said finally. "Just get me out of the country, Winston. I don't care where."

Winston's expression was neutral, but Willy could sense the curiosity behind his eyes. "Very well, sir," he said, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "What's your preferred destination?"

Willy's mind raced as he thought of all the places he could go. He couldn't go back to his usual haunts, not now that Lecter was on his tail. He needed somewhere new, somewhere safe.

"Brazil," he said finally. "Book me a ticket to Rio de Janeiro."

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