Chapter 08: Snow Job

Kasper admitted he had passed over the name a handful of times in his tireless research on WET. Alexa as well remembered seeing it but, neither could have guessed he was who they had been looking for. If it had been a snake, it would have bit them. Chris Cyrus was a man of many talents. Listed as Director of Asset Retention, he was described as the kind of employee any company would be lucky to have. However, it was his other background that piqued their interest.

“He’s Special Forces, A,” Kasper started as he reviewed the information on his screen. “And by that I mean Delta. He is listed as still being in the reserves but, his file was transferred to the DOJ in 2001. It was around this time he became an employee of WET and from what I can see of his passport, he gets around…a lot.”

Chapter 08: Dirty Deeds

Alexa sat on the clothed examination table waiting for the doctor to return with her test results. The room was small, and growing more so by the minute. Her breasts were sore but that could be for any number of reasons. Her period was starting soon and she always felt tender around that time. Of course. That’s all it was. She glanced around at all of the posters of female reproductive organs and pictures of smiling women holding infants and sighed. Maybe in another life.

Chapter 08: Taking Stock

“You ready for this, A?”

“Of course I am,” she replied, readjusting the glasses on her face as she stopped in front of the tall building. The large 30-story office occupied much of the block and stood a dominant presence in Crestview. WET had not shown to be very subtle, but if ever Alexa needed a reminder, this enormous erection in the middle of the financial district would serve as such.

Alexa glanced up the street towards Kasper’s rented SUV. Metallic silver, she sighed. “Kinda sticking out like a sore thumb there, K. I know you’re still kinda new to the whole spy thing but Rule 1: Blend in.”

Chapter 08: Fight or Flight

“Eva Austin. I don’t know, it has a nice ring to it. Then again, so does Michelle Brand,” Tobias smirked, folding his arms into his chest.

“Ok. Are these clients?”

“Interesting. I was curious how you’d react but, flat out denial? Tsk, tsk. You should do better, ‘Hannah’.” Digging into his right breast pocket, he pulled out a couple of pictures and showed them to her. “You’re pretty photogenic. And red hair; it’s quite fetching on you.”

“Where’d you get those?” Alexa asked, already knowing the answer.

Chapter 08: Dirty Little Secrets

“Oh my god!” Alexa jumped up suddenly, throwing the covers to the floor as she pulled out of Gavin’s arms. “I’m late! Where are my clothes?”

“What?” Gavin peeled one eye open at a time, watching a frantic Alexa zip around his apartment, gathering up her belongings.

“Keys, keys, they’re here somewhere. Fuck!”