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Authors: Eliza March, Elizabeth Marchat
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her life. But the consequences of a physical relationship with him scared her to death.
She would play him. It was her job. But she didn’t feel good about it. She was going to have to be very careful for herself, for Jason, and, with a gnawing concern growing deep within her, for Mosel too. A heart was a terrible thing to have broken. She knew that firsthand.
She wondered, remembering his prophetic words in the note.
Maybe all this would be clearer in the morning. She was exhausted. And where was Tom? She missed the scruffy cat while she was gone. The lady who lived a flight below her usually took care of him when she was out of town. Emily went to the door and called. When he didn’t come, she murmured, “Damn independent cat. He’ll show up when he’s good and ready.”
She went to the window by the fire escape, the one where he usually appeared. There was a man across the street who seemed to be interested in her window. Why? Her concern grew. First, getting drugged before the debriefing, and now this. She wasn’t sure if this was a threat, or where a threat would be coming from.
She went back to the foyer and took her gun out of her handbag. She stuck it in her belt, feeling more in control. It was then she heard Tom at the door. Good, it would be nice to have company while she returned the other phone calls. The first call would be to Cade. He’d know what to do about the guy outside. She knew he was in Boston and could have her apartment under surveillance within minutes of her call.
She thought back to her arrival and the debriefing. Franklin was openly friendly. She hadn’t detected any change in his attitude toward her.
So why this? Who was out there?
She thought about Franklin.
When she arrived, he had wrapped a fatherly arm over her shoulder and congratulated her on her mission, giving her an affectionate squeeze to emphasize his words. She couldn’t help but smile since she’d always liked Franklin. She was also relieved that her mission was successful and the nanochips were successfully switched, the technology safe again. World power was balanced again, for the time being, anyway.
So far, according to Franklin, the switch had gone undetected. That was good, not only for her but for Jason as well. The longer it took to determine the switch, the harder it would be to figure out exactly when the switch took place, thus protecting them both from suspicion. His cover would remain intact, allowing him to resume his work in Europe, later. That was essential to the agency, but tough on her.
She was doubly relieved to be out of there. The adrenaline rush of fieldwork was fantastic, but without more practice, she was out of her league. All of this intrigue still felt very foreign to her.
Little did Franklin know what she and Jason were planning. Over the years, Franklin had been one of her father’s oldest friends. They even worked together as partners years earlier, and then together again for a while shortly before the incident. She wished she didn’t carry this feeling of dread and the underlying distrust that suspicion built within her. She wanted to trust him, confide in him.
Franklin made sure her training position was kept open at Quantico while she settled her father’s affairs. He was also her main support after the bombing. She choked up just thinking back on that time. That time when Jason walked out on her. At a time she needed him most.
After graduation, there was still unfinished personal business at home, and Franklin readjusted her training schedule to accommodate her special needs. Since she joined the agency, he was always there for her professionally and she always considered him a friend.
Now she worried. It wasn’t like her. She hated not trusting anyone, especially someone who had been her friend, someone as close as Franklin was. She felt disloyal not being able to confide in him about where their investigation was heading.
By the end of the week, she’d be back in
She would play him. It was her job. But she didn’t feel good about it. She was going to have to be very careful for herself, for Jason, and, with a gnawing concern growing deep within her, for Mosel too. A heart was a terrible thing to have broken. She knew that firsthand.
She wondered, remembering his prophetic words in the note.
Maybe all this would be clearer in the morning. She was exhausted. And where was Tom? She missed the scruffy cat while she was gone. The lady who lived a flight below her usually took care of him when she was out of town. Emily went to the door and called. When he didn’t come, she murmured, “Damn independent cat. He’ll show up when he’s good and ready.”
She went to the window by the fire escape, the one where he usually appeared. There was a man across the street who seemed to be interested in her window. Why? Her concern grew. First, getting drugged before the debriefing, and now this. She wasn’t sure if this was a threat, or where a threat would be coming from.
She went back to the foyer and took her gun out of her handbag. She stuck it in her belt, feeling more in control. It was then she heard Tom at the door. Good, it would be nice to have company while she returned the other phone calls. The first call would be to Cade. He’d know what to do about the guy outside. She knew he was in Boston and could have her apartment under surveillance within minutes of her call.
She thought back to her arrival and the debriefing. Franklin was openly friendly. She hadn’t detected any change in his attitude toward her.
So why this? Who was out there?
She thought about Franklin.
When she arrived, he had wrapped a fatherly arm over her shoulder and congratulated her on her mission, giving her an affectionate squeeze to emphasize his words. She couldn’t help but smile since she’d always liked Franklin. She was also relieved that her mission was successful and the nanochips were successfully switched, the technology safe again. World power was balanced again, for the time being, anyway.
So far, according to Franklin, the switch had gone undetected. That was good, not only for her but for Jason as well. The longer it took to determine the switch, the harder it would be to figure out exactly when the switch took place, thus protecting them both from suspicion. His cover would remain intact, allowing him to resume his work in Europe, later. That was essential to the agency, but tough on her.
She was doubly relieved to be out of there. The adrenaline rush of fieldwork was fantastic, but without more practice, she was out of her league. All of this intrigue still felt very foreign to her.
Little did Franklin know what she and Jason were planning. Over the years, Franklin had been one of her father’s oldest friends. They even worked together as partners years earlier, and then together again for a while shortly before the incident. She wished she didn’t carry this feeling of dread and the underlying distrust that suspicion built within her. She wanted to trust him, confide in him.
Franklin made sure her training position was kept open at Quantico while she settled her father’s affairs. He was also her main support after the bombing. She choked up just thinking back on that time. That time when Jason walked out on her. At a time she needed him most.
After graduation, there was still unfinished personal business at home, and Franklin readjusted her training schedule to accommodate her special needs. Since she joined the agency, he was always there for her professionally and she always considered him a friend.
Now she worried. It wasn’t like her. She hated not trusting anyone, especially someone who had been her friend, someone as close as Franklin was. She felt disloyal not being able to confide in him about where their investigation was heading.
By the end of the week, she’d be back in
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