’He popped the drive into his PDA and downloaded all of it, and sent it to HQ so they could make sense of it.‘Why did you follow me?’ I ask.‘I...got word that we’d ID’d our assassin, tall, knockout, brunette. The target wasn’t due at the club for another hour and half, and I just had a feeling.’‘Do we have backup covering the target?’ While I might have messed up a b it here, I’m still his superior.‘Yes, he’s covered and safe, but I don’t know how much of this we can cover up. You can say you. And me looking absolutely nothing like I had when I had last seen him, in his office, me trying to let me have some cash 'on account' while I carried on hunting. And him saying 'no'. Well, he was not going to say no to me this time, of that I was totally certain.Sarah came towards me and took my hand. "Raelene, darling, do come in. There's someone here I want you to meet. Raelene, this is Richard."Like hell it was, this was no Richard, what was he playing at, I'm Richard, I thought. Then I. Oh, forget it," Carly said. She sighed, nodded her head, and said, "What's the third condition?"Now the smile on Rich's stoned face grew. He said, "I get to watch you two have sex." WHAT?" Carly said. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" And it has to be real sex, whatever you two normally do," the stoned young man said. "Not some five minute make-out session or other bullshit like that. I want to see the whole show, like what you two did last night that kept me up until three in the morning. Real. "Will someone please tell me what's going on around here?" she asked. "She comes bursting in here with a gun and..." It was all a mistake," Frank assured her. "And she's going to apologize to you for it!"As he spoke, Frank began undoing the buttons that ran down the back of Elizabeth's blouse. Her pretty face a bright scarlet and her eyes averted, the attractive brunette stood quietly in front of him. The blouse came off, revealing smooth feminine shoulders and a prettily embroidered white slip.