The trike and running was my one salvation. I rode the trike. or I ran along the road during my down time. Hugo thought I was crazy for running with n...o one chasing me.It was at the end of those two weeks. when the call came from Agent Mission. The raid was on. The best they could figure odds were about 50/50 the bad guys would be at the dock that same night. They hadn't given us any notice for security reasons. If I had taken the call I would have explained that not trusting us was laughable.. She knew the conclusion that people would reach when they saw them out together, a sexy middle-aged woman with a much younger man, and enjoyed playing the part of a cougar. Back at the hotel , she and Maaran went to large bar in the lobby to wait on one of his old friends from college. Taking a table, Ramya placed her cigarettes and lighter in front of her as Maaran ordered drinks. Sachin had played kickboxing for Chennai University before a knee injury cut his sport life. He now coached karate. No, I had to be wrong. I handed her a vest, then donned my own.Jen climbed onto the kayak as I pushed us back into the river, and paddles flashing, we began our trip back.She could've HIT me with the paddle and gotten less effect than her next words. Chuck, why'd you stop?"I played stupid. Maybe I WAS stupid. "Stop what?" You almost kissed me. You stopped." Is that what happened?" You're not a bit transparent, you know..." Okay. Guilty. Sorry." So why'd you stop?" Because I met you yesterday.. Instead of breathing a sigh of relief, Nate's heart jumped. Someone was standing right before him, his toiletries, towel and clothing hanging on one arm. The eight shower cubicles, all lined up in a row deep inside the bathroom, were occupied. Two nearly naked soldiers were waiting in line: Ian, the dark-skinned introvert whom Nate has pretty much ignored since Day 1, and Wilfred, his personal eye candy. Nate had been eyeing Wilfred guiltily for two whole months. Although shorter than the.