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“With your permission, we’d like to stay a few days, ask around town. Maybe we can turn up something.”
“I am instructed to extend to you every courtesy. However, I must be present at all times, especially in the event you question Croatian national citizens.”
Adara frowned. “That’s not how we like to operate.”
Dom’s phone rang. It was Gerry’s ringtone.
“Hi, Gerry. What’s shaking?”
“Change of plans.”
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NEAR SARAJEVO, BOSNIA AND HERZEGOVINA
Jack woke from a troubled sleep a half hour before the alarm and stared at the ceiling.
“What time is it?” Aida asked sleepily.
“Four-fifteen. Go back to sleep.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Still thinking about yesterday.”
Aida sat up, spilling out of her sheet. She brushed the chestnut hair out of her startling blue eyes and smiled. “Only the good stuff, I hope.”
She touched him.
He was ready.
She climbed on top of him.
He forgot his troubles.
—
After they finished, she pulled on a plush robe and padded into the kitchen to make a pot of strong Bosnian coffeeand fry some ham while Jack checked his phone for messages. The one that caught his eye was from Gerry.
Be at the airport at 8 am sharp. No excuses.
Jack wondered what that was all about. Just a reminder for him to get there on time for his flight?
They ate, then showered. Drying off, Jack said, “Can you drop me off at the airport at eight?”
“I’m sorry, I can’t. I have a meeting scheduled at eight-fifteen with a UN delegate, but I have to stop by my office first. Emir can take you.”
“That’s okay. I’ll just grab a cab.”
She crossed over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. “Emir is a good man, Jack. I trust him. You should, too.”
“Yeah, sure. But he’s also a busy man. A cab is easy.”
“And expensive.”
“But I’m a rich American, remember?”
“Hurry, then. We need to go if you want to get packed.”
