She unzipped the sleeping bag and rolled out, gloriously nude.
'Well, not as lowly as some of you.'
He watched her crawl out of the low-roofed tent, smiling at her tight
backside as it vanished past the mosquito netting. They were in the
middle of nowhere, hadn't seen another soul for four days, not since
they'd left the main trail. They could run around naked in the
sunshine--as long as they slathered themselves in sunblock and bug
dope, of course--and nobody would see them. If it stopped raining and
there was any sunshine--and as far as he was concerned, he didn't care
if they ever left this tent except to go pee.
Jay (aughed. Boy, had he come a long way from being a dedicated
computer op. Going back to work had no appeal whatsoever. This was
what life was all about.
Yes, sir.
London
Toni had rented a small place when Alex had gone back to the U.S.--she
had some money in the bank, but hotel prices in London would eat that
up in a big hurry, now that she wasn't on an expense account. Carl had
introduced her to one of his students who had a granny flat, and the
cost was more than reasonable. In fact, Toni wondered if maybe Carl
was somehow subsidizing it on the sly. So far, she hadn't worked up
enough nerve to ask him--if he wasn't, he might be insulted by the
thought.
And if he was, then she'd have to move out, and that would be a pain in
the butt.
Either way, her money would be depleted by the time her visa ran out,
and she'd have to leave the country by the end of the summer.
She was sitting at the small table in the kitchen--a kitchenette,
really--when the doorbell chimed. Who could that be? Save for Carl
and her landlord, nobody knew she lived here. A salesman? Somebody
come to the wrong address?
When she opened the door, the last person she expected to see stood
there:
MI-6 agent Angela Cooper.
Toni was stunned. The bitch! How dare she come here?
Toni clamped a lid on the rush of anger that threatened to boil forth.
Polite might be too much to ask for, but she kept her voice even: 'What
do you want?'
Cooper flashed a weak smile. She was a beautiful woman, no doubt of
that. Toni could see the attraction.'!
need to speak to you. May I come inside?'
'Why? We don't have anything to talk about.'
'I think we do. Please.'
Toni offered as bored a shrug as she could.
'Sure.
Come in.'
Once inside. Cooper looked nervous. She sure as hell should be, Toni
thought. She might be a trained secret agent, but Toni's martial
abilities were a lot sharper than what the Royal secret service would
be passing on to its operatives. If push came to shove, she could take
