The woman glanced quickly down the hallway before stepping through the door. Checking one last time for any trace of intrusion a passing guard might spy, she closed the door firmly behind her. As she walked quickly down the hall, she allowed a small smile of satisfaction to cross her lips. When they found the body, she would be long gone, blond hair to brunette, blue eyes to green. But the information she carried, now the smile widened, oh, it was worth the risks. Revenge will be so sweet. To finally bring about the end of those CIA rats that ended her career. The smile was wide now, showing even teeth, below an attractive face, deceptively innocent. As she stepped outside and walked to her car, unnoticed, she mentally checked her escape route. Europe in the spring, this was going to be fun.
Silver Star Bar
I dont believe you any more. Matt Shepherd spoke firmly into the phone. Every time you say the mission is just a baby sitting job, my peoples lives are put in serious danger! We aren't baby sitters!
The voice on the other line cut through Matts objections. I understand your concerns, but I dont trust anyone else to keep this agent safe! Xavier Trouts voice sounded strained, evidence of sleepless nights. There have already been 3 agents killed in Europe. There is just too much coincidence. The man killed here was one of MY men. I dont know how much information is out there, and whoever is killing agents knows too much already!
OK, OK, youve made your point. Matt ran his hand over his eyes and sighed. Whens the pickup?
Shell come to you. Trout s voice softened. Matt, she can take care of herself, I just need to make sure.
Right. Ill be talking to you. As Matt hung up the phone he heard familiar voices . As he watched from a window above, 2 men dressed in tank tops and shorts, and a woman, dressed in a sports bra and shorts entered the bar, all sweaty, and arguing good naturedly with each other.
I would've gotten her number if you hadn't nailed me with the ball! The smaller man tossed a volley ball to the other man.
Yeah right, Nick. They only stopped because they thought you were having a seizure! Margo Vincent leaned against the bar and waved to Matt at the window, her athletic frame stretching as she found a comfortable position.
Seizure? I was showing my best moves! Nick Delvecchios voice was indignant. Seizure! He hopped onto a barstool and swung around.
I thought you looked pretty sick. Benny Ray Riddle winked at Margo who grinned at him, besides, mission accomplished.
Mission accomplished? What mission?
My mission, amigo. Benny Ray waved a piece of paper at Nick, I got their numbers.
What? Nicks screech was interrupted by Matt Shepherds entrance to the bar.
Whats up, boss? Benny Ray greeted the man.
Lets go downstairs, Trouts got a new job for us.
As they exited the room, Nick whispered to Margo, Did he really get their numbers? All he got in response was a laugh.
OK listen up people, Matt waited until the group had settled themselves. There have been 3 CIA operatives killed in Europe within the last 72 hours. All three agents were in deep cover, and all three were under Trouts direct supervision.
I dont mean to be callous, Major, Benny Rays drawl cut in, but what does this have to do with us?
Im not finished, Benny Ray. Matt continued, Trouts aide was also killed. In his office at the Pentagon.
Nick gasped, The lists?
Margo answered before Matt, The lists. The lists of every operative both at home and abroad. I just hope our files werent there as well.
Well, theres the one highlight." Matt smiled grimly, "Since the Raptor fiasco, Trout has deleted all our files, and has only one hard copy hidden away somewhere. Anyway people, Trout has asked us to keep one agent company.Apparently shes here in the states, and is high on the list.
Whats so special about this agent? Benny Rays question was echoed in the faces of the others.
Well, first of all, Trout trained her, and she knows a lot of names. But apparently, shes also too valuable to lose. According to Trout, she can decrypt anything.
Why cant the CIA look after their own? Nick muttered half under his breath.
Its up to you. Matt looked at each person in the eyes. We just need to keep this agent company until the killer is caught. Shes a trained operative, we wont be baby sitting. He didn't voice the "I hope."
Im in. Margo looked at the others.
Im with you, Major. Benny Ray looked at Nick.
Yeah sure, the man said, Its not like I have a date or anything. Benny Ray and Margo exchanged private grins at the smaller mans mutterings.
Well, relax people. We dont even need to make travel plans. Shell come to us.
Silver Star Bar basement
Margo looked up from the computer terminal she was at and tipped her head at Benny Ray, who was lifting weights nearby.
Hed heard it, too. Benny Ray silently lay the heavy piece of equipment on the floor and a gun materialised in his hand, as if from nowhere. Knowing that Margo had his
back, the sniper eased toward the doorway. Silently, Benny Ray turned off the light switch.The sound was louder now. Someone was making their way down the stairs and trying to be silent. Why? Benny Ray waited, all his muscles tense. Who would be sneaking in here? There was a pause as the person reached the doorway.
Dont try anything, amigo. Benny Ray was quiet and serious. The figure tensed, as Benny Ray rested the barrel of his gun against the intruders temple.
Margo flipped on the lights....
Hey, whats wit all the spy stuff?
Benny Ray rolled his eyes as he released his hostage and put his gun away. What are you doing sneaking around? You wanna be shot?
That was dumb, Nick Margo sounded disgusted. Really dumb.
What dumb? Nick turned from one to the other, I wasnt sneaking. I was trying not to spill my coffee which is now all over me! He gestured to the large brown stain spreading down his shirt. Awwww, man. That was good coffee, too!
Serves you right, amigo. Benny Ray chuckled and turned back to his weights.
Serves me right, yeah, just wait till youre carrying a hot drink. Nick kept up his angry stream of mutterings as he tried to clean himself up.
Dont try anything. The quiet voice startled them. Keep your hands where I can see them. A woman stepped through the doorway, a gun in each hand, one pointed unerringly at Benny Rays forehead, one at Margos.
Margo, you gotta sister you didnt tell us about? Nick held his hands up. The woman looked at Margo, as the men were staring at her. They could be sisters, same dark hair, light eyes, athletic build. Privately Benny Ray was thinking this woman couldnt hold a candle to Margo.
Well, well, if it isnt Margo Vincent, formerly of the CIA.
Listen lady, theres nothing for you here. Benny Ray and Margo both held their hands up high, away from their weapons.
Nothing for me, Benny Ray Riddle? The woman smiled, green eyes sparkling. I could get a lot of money for shooting you. She paused, pretending to think, Give me a reason to spare you.
Im not worth much. Nick tried to look innocent.
Youre right, Mr. Delvecchio, I wouldnt get anything for shooting you, just the others.
Nick opened his mouth to complain, but closed it again at a look from Margo.She rested her hands on her head and looked the woman straight in the eye. Ive got a reason for you.
This ought to be good. The woman challenged, What?
Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
What? Benny Ray and Nick both stared at Margo as if shed lost her mind. The stranger cocked her head, smiled and lowered the guns. Benny Ray reacted immediately, leveling his weapon at the strangers head. Its nice to see you again, Margo. The woman held her arms relaxed, fingers holding the butts of the guns, to show she was no threat.
Ya know this lady? She couldve killed us, and dis is a buddy of yours?
Relax Benny Ray, this is our case. Nick, Benny Ray, this is Sparrow. We worked crypto on a couple of cases together.
And Margo knows, I was always a sucker for Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
Matt was right, she can take care of herself. Nick shook his head as he collapsed onto the couch.
You always sneak up on your friends like that? Benny Ray was still eyeing the newcomer uneasily.
Relax people. Matt walked into the room, smiling, Sparrow asked if she could check to see how on your toes the team is. He shrugged his shoulders.
I gave her the go ahead.
"Lady, it's never a good idea to sneak up on trained operatives. I tend to shoot first and ask later, comprendo?" Benny Ray did not look happy.
"I know all your reputations, even yours Mr. Riddle. You don't shoot unless there's a need to shoot. Believe me, I wasn't going to play that card."
Benny Ray only shrugged. He wasn't going to pass judgement yet.
Youve got a good team here, Matt. But I really dont need babysitting.
Matt and Margo exchanged a grin at her choice of words. What I really need is a place to crash, and right now, a nap sounds great.
Make yourself comfortable. Matt gestured to the others. Anyone up for a little more volley ball?
Not me, Margo responded, I hear a shower calling.
Im in. Nick jumped up. Maybe those girlsll be there.
Benny Ray grinned. Sure, you guys are up for another beating? The three men left together.
Sparrow stretched out on the couch and pulled a blanket over her. Margo?
Margo turned. Yeah?
Youve got a great team.
I know. Ill use the shower down here. Shout if you need anything. Get some sleep. Margo smiled as she walked away. Shes right, this team is the best. I dont know what Id do without them. Even Nick, she admitted.
Silver Star Office
Benny Ray finished his inspection of Sparrows laptop. Satisfied, he replaced it in it's case. He closed the door firmly behind him as he left, and went to join Matt and Nick on the beach.
Silver Star Basement
Margo finished combing her wet hair and wrapped a towel around her body. 'Stupid,' she thought to herself, 'I left my duffel in the other room. Oh well, its not as if Im naked.' She opened the door and stepped into the room. The lump that was Sparrow was motionless under the blanket on the couch. Margo smiled; 'She's buried herself like a turtle! How can she sleep?
She must be exhausted.' She didnt notice the figure behind her. Her last conscious thought was of a blinding pain in her head.
Silver Star Basement
Shhh, cautioned Matt as he, Benny Ray and Nick entered the room. Sparrows still asleep. All he could see was dark hair.
Doesnt she have a real name? Nicks not so whisper was shushed by the others.
I guess Margos still in the shower, Benny Ray gestured toward the closed door. They could hear the water running from behind the closed door.
Nick checked his watch, Man, shes been in there a long time.
She and Sparrow probably talked for a while, you know, catching up.
Yeah, well lets wait upstairs. Shell find us. Matt gestured for the others to precede him up the stairs. They left quietly.
Silver Star Bar
Margos really soakin it up. Whats wit women and their long showers? Nick asked no-one in particular.
Margos always been quick in the shower. Benny Ray looked at his watch. How long has it been?
More than half an hour!
Major, Im going to see whats up. Maybe she slipped or something.
Have fun. Just dont blame anyone but yourself when Margo yells at you for disturbing her solitude.
Benny Rays knocks yielded less than satisfactory results. He pounded on the door, not caring who he woke up, to no avail. Margo was not answering. He glanced at Sparrow, still sleeping on the couch. She was still, too still. Suddenly afraid, Benny Ray kicked in the door to the bathroom. The steam from the room was over- powering. Margo? Images of Margo unconscious and drowning filled his head. Benny Ray didnt wait before pulling back the shower curtain. Margo wasnt there. Benny Ray didnt bother to turn off the water. He whirled and ran for the couch. Pulling off the blanket, he turned the woman to face him. It was Margo, unconscious and bound.
Silver Star Basement
Margo? Cmon honey, open your eyes. Benny Ray held the unconscious woman in his arms. He caressed her cheek as he willed her to awaken. She remained limp and unresponsive. Wheres the damn ambulance? A muscle twitching in his cheek was the only outward sign that he was seething within.
Its on it's way; Nicks waiting for it. Matt Shepherd was pacing back and forth across the room. Can you find any other damage? He clenched a crescent wrench in his fist.
No sir, just the massive wound on her head. Benny Ray swallowed nervously as he examined the bleeding area again. His voice shaking, Benny Ray looked up at Matt, I aint no medic, but her skull might be fractured.
If she was hit with this.... Matt gestured helplessly to the heavy wrench in his hand.
Im going to find Sparrow and rip her apart. The sniper spat the words. I knew she wasnt what she seemed. I KNEW she was hiding something. Racked with guilt, Benny Ray held Margo closer to him.
Trout gave us bad intel. But theres something not right about this. If Margo was Sparrows target, why leave her here alive and tied up?
Maybe shes not the target, but a warning. There was no more time for speculation as Nick ran in, followed by two uniformed paramedics pulling a stretcher. While the paramedics assessed Margos condition, both Benny Ray and Matt were silent, each lost in their own thoughts of revenge. When Margo was strapped into place on the gurney Matt brushed her forehead with his lips and whispered, Hang in there kid, were with you all the way. The two men followed their injured friend up to the waiting ambulance.
Matt pounded twice on the back of the ambulance door to signal it's readiness to depart. As the ambulance sped off, sirens blaring, a black suburban squealed to a stop next to the hotel. Nick punched the button to roll down the passenger window. Seeing Matt and Benny Ray standing dazed on the sidewalk he yelled, Cmon, lets go! They hopped in the van and took off after the ambulance.
Hermosa Memorial Hospital
Trauma Waiting Room
Rico noticed the lines on Matts face as he walked down the hall. Benny Ray had turned away from the doctor and was pounding the wall in silent agony, as he rested his forehead against it. Rico couldnt see Nick anywhere.
The next 24 hours will be critical, the doctor was saying. Unfortunately her brain is swelling under the skull fracture, so we are also starting an anti-seizure drug regimen. Is she allergic to any medication?
Mutely, Matt shook his head.
What about brain damage? Rico asked walking up to the group.
Lets worry about that if she comes out of the coma. The man acknowledged the newcomer with a nod. Rico had put some time in the trauma center before devoting all his time to the military. I would suggest you notify her family. The doctor suddenly seemed more human, Now, you all need to go home and get some rest. The nurses on duty know to call you if there is any change. The doctor turned to leave.
Can we see her? Benny Ray turned from the wall.
Im sorry, family only. The doctor smiled sympathetically before walking briskly down the hall and disappearing behind the automatic double doors that separated the trauma wing from the waiting area.
IF she comes out of the coma? Benny Rays voice cracked.
Hey man, Margos strong. Shell be out in no time. Rico managed to sound more convinced than he felt. She just needs a little rest. He looked each man in the eyes. In the meantime, are we going to sit here, or are we going to find the person, He snarled the word, that did this to her?
Matt tore his gaze away from the double doors that led to the trauma wing of the hospital. Right. He took a deep breath. Nicks checking up on Sparrow, and bringing Trout up to speed.
Maybe we should call in the Big Man. Benny Ray took his cue from Matt and pushed all emotional thoughts aside. There would be time enough to show his emotions when he was ripping Sparrows' arms off. Benny Ray clenched his teeth. She would be okay, she would be okay.... he almost missed Matts reply.
Its already done. Dekes got first watch. Nobody will get through him.
Good call, Major. Rico gestured the men toward the exit. Lets get to work. Fill me in from the beginning. Whos Sparrow?
Silver Star Basement
So thats it. Nick leaned back in his chair and eyed his companions. Its like da lady doesnt exist. If Margo was here, shed be able to hack into a few places I cant get to.
What about Trout? Rico asked.
The guy was no help, Nick replied. He couldnt believe that Sparrow could be the missing link.
It makes sense, though Nick, Matt and Rico all turned to look at Benny Ray, chiming in for the first time since returning from the hospital. who wouldnt assist a damsel in distress? She asks for protection, we didnt say no.
Dats no damsel. Nick piped up. Dragon is more like it!
The phone rang. The men jumped, startled. They looked expectantly at Matt, who quickly picked up the receiver, saying Shepherd. He listened silently and hung up the phone. That was Deke. Matt avoided looking at the other men. Margo had a bad seizure. Her heart stopped.
Benny Ray hunched over, holding his head in his hands.
Rico sat silently, shaking his head.
Is she... Nick couldnt finish the thought on everyones mind.
They rescusitated her, but shes still in a coma, and now shes on life support. Matt ran his hands through his hair and exhaled forcefully. Deke says he talked to John, but he cant get here until the day after tomorrow. Hes asking for all our prayers. The men nodded silently, and Rico crossed himself and said a quick prayer under his breath.
From now on, no more babysitting jobs. Matt shook his head ruefully. As the teams leader, he held the responsibility for accepting a job in which his people got hurt or worse. Dont even think that it might be worse! He kept that thought playing over and over in his head. Matt clenched his fists and tried to focus on the task at hand. As far as Im concerned, all we need is a location. I am not interested in keeping Sparrow alive, no matter what Trout might have to say.
Not a problem, sir. Benny Ray sat up, as if remembering something.
Whaddaya mean not a problem? Nick howled. I jus tol ya that the lady practically doesnt exist, and you say thats not a problem? What, ya have radar or somethin?
Almost, A ghost of a smile passed Benny Rays lips. Before going out to play volleyball, I put a tracer on Sparrows laptop. Shes into crypto stuff, and needs intel on her next victim, she wont be far from it. We find the laptop, we find Sparrow.
Now thats the best news I have had all day! Rico clapped his hands together. Lets get started!
Matt gestured to Benny Ray as he planted himself against the hotel wall. Benny Ray nodded and held up two fingers followed by eight. If the trace was correct, Sparrow should be on the 28th floor. Okay people, this is it. Matt spoke into his mouth- piece. Nick, you stay with the trace. Rico, you cover the back lot. I do not want her getting away. Benny Ray, with me.
Benny Ray gave a thumbs up sign. His hand shook almost imperceptibly. The strain of the night was beginning to take it's toll.
Just dont think about Margo, Benny Ray was telling himself. Dont think about her. His mind kept showing him images of her lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to tubes and machines. She will be okay. Shes gotta be okay! At a touch from Matt, Benny Ray shook himself out of his reverie. Lets do it. The three men activated their FOF beacons.
Nick commented from inside the van, Okay, thats one, two, three little blips. I got ya.
As the two men crept into the hotels basement, Matts thinking was taking him down a similar road. He flashed back to Bosnia, Germany, Columbia, Iraq, Korea. Every place they had ever been to, each knew he or she might not return. But to be caught on the home front? Matts concern for his fallen teammate just barely overshadowed his intense hatred for Sparrow. When this is all over, were taking a long vacation. Matt promised himself. Hawaii to visit Chance and CJ, Margo will like that. Not even thinking of another ending to this mission, Matt focused on how happy Margo would be to travel. He gestured for Benny Ray to cover them as the elevator opened at the basement level.
Stepping off the elevator on the 28th floor, Benny Ray checked the hallway. Empty. Lucky for them it was too early even for room service to be out. Matt spoke quietly into his mouthpiece. Talk to me.
Alive and kicking, Nick responded. Im showing our girl three doors from the end of the hall. Benny Ray, do me a favor? Inflict some pain for me?
Benny Ray grinned coldly. Pain he could do.
Outside the door to room 2821, Matt and Benny Ray paused, listening. There was no sound from inside the room. Benny Ray covered the hallway as Matt kicked in the door in a spectacular splintering of wood and metal. The deadbolt snapped in two, and the security chain hung from the door, swinging back and forth. The two men entered the room, swiftly, guns high, aiming from side to side as they looked for their target. They swept the room thoroughly, nothing was out of place. It didnt even look like someone was staying there. A check of the first bedroom also revealed nothing.
A slight sound to the right alerted them. They both raced for the door to the second bedroom. Pushing the door open with his shoulder, Matt was surprised to see a young, blond woman sitting in a chair, ankles bound, hands behind her back, and tape over her mouth. In front of her on the desk was a laptop computer, open and on.
Matt entered the room as Benny Ray went to check the rest of the suite. He gently removed the tape from the frightened womans mouth.
Please dont shoot me, the woman begged, blue eyes filled with tears. Please help me, shell be back any minute!
Relax, maam, Matt replied. Wheres Sparrow? He took out a knife and sliced through the ropes tying the womans feet together. Taking a pick from his vest pocket, he began to work on the handcuffs.
I dont know. The womans voice trembled. She left here about an hour ago. She, she.. The woman broke down in tears. She said shed kill me if I didnt hack into some government files she wanted.
Youre safe now. Matt soothed, Im Matt. Dont worry, we wont let anything happen to you. He spoke into his mouthpiece. Benny Ray, anything?
Not yet, sir. Im about to enter the bathroom.
Im Kate. The woman rubbed her red wrists, I dont know how to thank you.
Just getting Sparrow will be thanks enough. Matt eyed the woman, still trembling. Will you be okay?
Fine, now, thanks to you. Kate looked at Matt adoringly. He turned to examine the laptop on the desk.
Benny Ray had found nothing in his search of the suite. The door to the bathroom was barely ajar. As Benny Ray eased it open, his sniper sense told him the small room was occupied, yet he didnt immediately see anyone. There was a shadow behind the shower curtain.
Aiming carefully, Benny Ray ripped the curtain aside, coming face to face with his enemy, Sparrow. The woman looked very different from the last time he had seen her. She was tied to the shower head. Beside that, she had been beaten, badly. Benny Ray could barely make out the womans features beneath the swelling and blood. He cut her down and held her. As he was feeling for a pulse, the woman groaned, her eyes fluttering open. No more, she whispered through lips cracked and bleeding. I wont tell you anything. Just kill me and get it over with.
Sparrow? Benny Ray asked he smoothed the womans hair back from her fore- head.
Oh Benny Ray, Sparrow sobbed. Shes got my laptop. I wouldnt decrypt the files she wanted.
Who? Benny Rays voice hardened.
Kate. Sparrow fought to keep conscious. She used to be CIA, but was caught selling secrets. This was her revenge.
Benny Ray spoke into his mouthpiece. Major, we got a problem. He froze at the sound of a gunshot coming from the bedroom.
Benny Ray eased the now unconscious Sparrow to the floor and picked up his weapon. Major? There was no answer. Major, talk to me. Benny Ray picked his way through the still suite. Rico, get up here, now!
Im on my way, Rico began sprinting for the hotel door.
Benny Ray reached the bedroom door. There was no sound from within. He stepped through the door carefully aiming for the now empty chair. Matt lay on the floor face down. Kate stood over Matt, her pistol aimed at his head. As Benny Ray stepped through the door, she looked at him and smiled. I think hes still alive. Put down your gun or I shoot.
Benny Ray only aimed his weapon more carefully. Youre only chance to walk out of here alive is to move away from him and put your gun on the floor.
Oh, I dont think so. Kate kicked Matt. His only chance is for you to back off! She smiled sweetly. By the way, hows Margo?
You bitch, Benny Ray snarled. I should shoot you right now.
But you wont, will you? Kates finger tensed on the trigger. Because you know I can still shoot him before I die.
Lady, Kate interrupted whatever Benny Ray was going to say. Either you put your weapon on the floor, or I am going to start shooting. When Benny Ray hesitated, she shouted, NOW!
Benny Ray realizing that she was about to lose control, raised his hands and said, Okay, okay. He began to lower his weapon.
Kates face changed to a look of triumph, then surprise as her feet were taken out from under her. She didnt lose her grip on the gun, and turned it to face Matt as she fell. He hit her solidly in the face, and took the gun from her limp fingers.
Nice punch, sir, Benny Ray said mildly as he retrieved his weapon. Are you okay?
I think so, Matt grunted as he got to his feet. Nothing like taking a bullet at point blank range. It took me out for a few minutes, but the vest held.
Ya gotta love Kevlar, Benny Ray answered. I found Sparrow. Shes hurt pretty bad. Ricos on his way up.
Good. Matt poked the unconscious woman on the floor before turning to the lap- top. Kate needed Sparrow to decrypt the list for her. She told me all about it before shooting me. She followed Sparrow to the Silver Star and grabbed her while we were playing volley ball. Margo surprised her as she came out of the shower. He grimaced as he remembered how Margo looked when they found her.
Major, shell be all right. Margo knows were all pulling for her. Benny Ray tried to make himself believe it.
Benny Ray? Major? Both Matt and Benny Ray turned as Rico entered the room breathless. Are you okay?
Were fine, Matt reassured him, but theres a woman badly injured in the bathroom.
Yes, sir! Rico turned and went to find Sparrow.
They both heard the click of a gun before they saw it. Turning simultaneously, Matt and Benny Ray fired one shot each. Kate was dead before her head hit the floor. They watched the gun fall from a limp hand. Both men heaved a sigh of relief. Matt picked up the laptop while Benny Ray gathered both of Kates' weapons. Lets see how Sparrows doing.
I almost feel like I owe her an apology.
I know how you feel, Benny Ray.
Rico was bundling Sparrow in a blanket and lifting her as they got to the bathroom. I ordered a chopper. Its meeting us on the roof.
Nick, meet us at the hospital. Oh, and call Trout.
Yeah, sure. Everybodys secretary, dats me.
There was no time for talk on the chopper. Both Matt and Benny Ray were lost in their own thoughts, mostly of Margo. Ricos only concern was for his patient.
As the helicopter landed on the pad at Coronado Naval Hospital, Sparrows eyelids fluttered. Benny Ray? she whispered.
Dont talk, just rest. Benny Ray leaned close to hear her. Im here.
Benny Ray, is Margo all right?
She will be, darlin, dont you worry.
Tell her, the woman gasped for breath, tell her she owes me those Reeses.
I will, the man grinned. Sparrow? He leaned close and whispered in her ear.
Sparrow smiled and whispered, Rachel; my name is Rachel. She relaxed and slipped once more into unconsciousness. Rico took charge as she was wheeled away.
Hermosa Memorial Hospital
You gave us quite a scare. Matt kissed Margo on the cheek and placed the bouquet of flowers on the window sill.
Margo smiled. Sorry.
Were just glad youre back with us. Benny Ray said. His eyes said a lot more. Margo blushed and shifted her gaze to a man walking through the door.
Hello, gorgeous, Rico smiled as he bent to kiss her cheek. That was some beauty sleep.
Hows Sparrow? Matt asked the medic.
Much better. Rico shook hands with the man. Four broken ribs, a collapsed lung, some internal bleeding, bumps and bruises, but shell be fine. She sends her love.
Well, Im glad thats over. Margo said, What next?
What next? Matt smiled at her. Im thinking Hawaii........
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