Chapter 55
“This is a weird one,” Rikka waited.
When Kate didn’t reply, she started again.
“You there, Kate?”
Another pause. Sam squinted his eyes at the phone.
“Yeah, she’s here,” a voice sounded into the room at the Aerospace Cluster’s data center.
“Go away, Paul. I need to talk to your sister.”
“This is Kate. Why are you calling this time, Rikka?” Her voice sounded shaky and tired.
The G-8 trip wasn’t being as fun as it was supposed to be, at least not for Kate. Rikka had gotten to see enough of the Diplomatic Protection Group’s software during in-processing to know how to crack it if she ever needed to, ridden along as camerawoman in a very cozy helicopter, cooked with Kate as chef—which had been the best part, and was now acquainting herself with some really exceptional old ha
