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“No, I drove in with my trainer”

“I have a car” After his jet landed, Rylee had a car waiting for him

The big handsome olf could easily haul her off No one escaped a olf Fortunately, her father had taught her a few tricks Tiood use She went into her roo vodka She noticed her phone had a e

Rylee texted “Nik is ht be late due to traffic”

So Dagger was Nik In her line of work, she trusted no one Especially agents who didn’t follow protocol He saved her life, but perhaps, he was not the real Nik Could he be a double agent for the GRU? Maybe he had an ulteriorhis Russian accent She texted back Will do

Emma opened her suitcase and took out the vaporo, aerosol spray that hid scents froet away She’d leave her boots and riding breeches on the bed to keep her scent in the rooht be pissed, but she would only be delayed a day or two If the assassin returned to the stables to finish the job, she’d be ready Avoiding Nik so he didn’t interfere was the proble a newbie after her

Emma hadn’t earned her nickname Cloak for no reason She reached into her suitcase and took out a disguise, that of an older woman with a cane She’d simply take the elevator and call a cab She put on the hairpiece and formed the latex to her face and looked in the mirror This should work She pulled on some clothes and with the cane, she moved out into the hallway to the elevators

Walking slowly through the lobby, she gli a cup of coffee Hmm No vodka So much for stereotypes When she exited the hotel, she noticed a man in a black sedan near the hotel entrance He watched as people ca for her? Ho back to the barn

The e thing He rolled down histo stare at her Dark glasses, a curly federal agent earpiece This aze froent Cloak

Her sun Did he even knoho hired him? Nonetheless, it was a start

Eet his attention “Excuse ers?”

“Watch the paint, lady” He sneered “I’ for a friend”

“Oh The lobby is e to a horse show”

He narrowed his eyes and got out of his vehicle “Yes, that’s my friend”

She shrugged “Oh, well I’ll have to call a cab”