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think they would have recognized you anyway, given the whole GQ look.
Nunez s blasé expression broke for an instant. What gave me away to you? I d changed my clothes
from earlier, not to mention my whole superspy demeanor.
Jimmy searched for a specific detail, something about the man s gestalt . . . and came up blank. He d just
known. I honestly don t have an answer for you.
The agent s eyes blazed with an almost eerie intensity as he leaned forward. I believe it s because you
have an instinct for this side of the work that even most working the job don t possess.
I appreciate the compliment.
Nunez quirked a brow. I m only stating a fact, and not necessarily a good one. That gift can be a curse.
Happy oblivion is a whole lot easier.
Ah, oblivion s
For the weak. Right. They shared a laugh before the mood turned somber again. I can use an extra
pair of eyes, and bringing in someone else would take time.
Adrenaline tingled like a brush with an electrical outlet, simultaneously dangerous and stimulating.
Bring someone in for what?
I ve pegged a bar that appears to be a serious contender. Are you up for a drink and a possible
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kidnapping?
The adrenaline now hummed through his veins like a nuclear power plant. Is the Pope Catholic?
Good. Nunez s eyes lit with an answering excitement of the chase. I ll get back to you with the details
shortly. First
The vault door hissed open again, and Lieutenant Colonel Scanlon strode through.
Jimmy stood at attention. Clearly this wasn t your everyday, average shoot-the-shit session with the
colonel in attendance.
Scanlon saluted and took his seat with the two men at the table. At ease, Captain. Glad to see you re all
right after today s attack.
Me, too, sir. No one needed to state the obvious. Riots in the area boded poorly for getting Chuck out
of there without detection or a major incident if, in fact, this hunch even played out.
Nunez didn t require fancy video technology to command attention. I ve called you both here for a
reason. Obviously we re always concerned for the well-being of any civilians on foreign soil. But
gentlemen, if something happens to one of those USO performers . . . His scowl went soulless. I don t
have to spell out the catastrophic fallout to international relations in an already shaky region.
Jimmy s arm itched at even the mention of the afternoon bombing and how close Chloe had come to
dying. If someone was gunning for performers on the USO tour this aggressively, he wanted her on the
first plane out.
Nunez continued, no fidgeting, just pure, intense focus. The man didn t even toy with the pen beside his
hand. I understand you ve got your hands full with rescuing Chuck Tanaka; however, the agency still
believes that your best cover for being here can be gained by protecting our USO personnel.
Jimmy thought of Livia Cicero s shout of outrage over being confined after the bombing. At least Chloe
finally seemed to grasp the serious nature of nearly being blown to bits. The performers and crews are
already in lock-down. No more jaunts out.
Scanlon cleaned his black-framed glasses. Sending them home would be simplest.
Certainly. If the USO would agree, and if the enemy wouldn t dance in the streets over the victory.
Scanlon slid his glasses back in place. So give us our marching orders, Nunez.
A twofold plan. Captain Gage is going to help me with a little field work.
That must be related to the drink and possible kidnapping Nunez had mentioned. What did that have to
do with the colonel?
I need you to pull some protective detail here. We have security beefed up, but Colonel, we would like
for you to stick close to the Cicero woman.
Jimmy muffled a cough. He was going into the field, and the colonel was babysitting? Life was flipped on
its ass today.
Scanlon didn t bat an eye. He did, however, clench his jaw. How long?
As long as you re at Incirlik, for both her protection and to give us time to delve more into her
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