6
“I uncovered a travel reservation in GSI’s name,” Drake looked very pleased with himself. “They were headed to a meeting in Honduras and apparently the owner liked to travel in luxury.”
“I think you found this because you didn’t want me to sleep.” Nikita had managed five hours. Though she could have used fifteen, before Altman was kicking the bottom of her bed.
“We leave for Miami in fifteen minutes,” Altman used his command voice. Actually, in her two years with him, she’d come to believe it was the only voice he had. “Shower, dress summer casual but upscale. A light engagement kit.”
Light engagement meant she’d only brought two sidearms and one rifle in addition to her clothes, spare ammo, and a diving knife. Upscale was a problem: her nicest clothes couldn’t pass and clearly there
