Tommy was awake when she entered his room and set the tray down."Hi," he said hesitantly, "are you okay?" Yes," she answered, suddenly shy. "How about...you?"Tommy nodded and said nothing more. No more words were exchanged as Lori fed him the lunch.As the last spoonful of pudding was eaten, Lori leaned over and kissed her brother. They separated and smiled at each other."Tommy," Lori started, and then grew silent.Tommy started to reply but Lori held her hand up to silence him.Taking a deep. "No too easy anywhere else in France and we will go there. Not Paris it's too obvious. Lamar could find us there. We are going to drop off the radar for a week at least. No big brother watching over us." I said."But I have a tracking device," she informed me."I expected that to be the case. For this exercise the tracking device had been disabled. So where to my little runaway?" I asked. Not only did she have a working tracking device, but I was sure that our conversations were being monitored. It was perfectly natural to us. As far as I could tell there was no sexual tension between us whatsoever. The day we arrived was horrible. Our flight was delayed and we did not get into the resort until 11:00 PM. We were tired but wired at the same time. But there was nothing to do. So Tiff went to the living room to watch TV and explore our suite. I went to my bedroom to unpack and settle in because I wanted to get up early and go for a run. I had just pulled off my clothes down to my boxers. For the past three days, "Vector" was a veritable madhouse. Slow had taken her out to the northeast PRD area and McCock had the Harbourmaster issue a Notam for three days activation of the zone.Denny had fully explored his decoy system and had been somewhat disappointed to find that there was only the one choice of decoy, a single electronic hologram of "Vector" which he could manoeuvre about space as if it was the real thing and he could cloak it in whatever degree of stealth he selected; his.