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have accomplished the same thing. And the
next person who came through might not be so helpful.
    At the same time,
this was the first time in years she’d shared her bed with any
man. Just feeling his hot proximity was making her wet. Monique
curled up against him and he didn’t pull away. Even if she was
a cover he was using, it was something she hadn’t had in a long
time. He wasn’t wearing a thing under that robe. All she had to
do was pull on the tie and it would unravel in the bed. She kept
wondering if he was uncircumcised. A few men she’d slept with
in Philadelphia were; it was a strange thing to see if you weren’t
used to uncut cocks. She didn’t notice any tattoos on Rick, did
he have some piercings she didn’t know about? She’d
played with a guy who had both nipples pierced once, back in the
states. He’d asked her to tug on them when they were in bed.
But Rick didn’t seem like the freaky type. Too bad, after this
evening she could use a lot of freakiness. Or at least a cup of tea
served by a naked man in handcuffs.
    “Who do you
work for?” Monique asked him when he rolled over to face her.
“The CIA?”
    “No,” he
replied. “I wish I did because they have a good retirement
plan. I’m an independent contractor. I work for a department
which Uncle Sam uses for jobs he doesn’t want any connections
to. I’m here because an office in that building needed to be
eliminated in a very spectacular way. Don’t you think it was
quite a spectacle?”
    She looked into his
blue eyes with her brown ones. “Yes it was. Why the hell did
you draw all that attention to yourself? I thought you James Bond
types worked with extreme discretion or something like that.”
    He put one hand out
and ran a finger down her face. Monique was ready to put it in her
mouth but didn’t want to give him too many ideas just now.
“Sometimes you want to make a point,” he told her.
“Sometimes you want the bad guys to know never to fuck with you
again,” he told her. “My job was to make them shit their
pants if they even consider it the next time. I think I succeeded
with no loss of life.”
    “Except now
you’ll have everyone in St. Petersburg after your white ass,”
she told him in anger. “And me too. How long do you think it
will take them to figure out you planted the bomb?”
    “Long enough
for me to say vos voy danya,” he told her. “I’ve
already arranged for my extraction tomorrow. You can come with me if
you want. As a matter of fact, I think you should come along, just in
case Mr. Rastolnikov comes back. This time he might not want to know
anything about your sex life.”
    “Mr. Who?”
she asked.
    “You know,
Crime and Punishment, the novel,” Rick explained. “The
one where the guy kills the old woman.”
    “Sorry,”
she told him, touch his hand, “I never read that book.”
    “I want you to
slap me,” he told her. “Do it hard so they can hear us in
the next unit.”
    She gave him a little
pop in the face which barely registered.
    “Oh come on,”
he said, “Do I have to get you mad?”
    This time she could
hear it, but it didn’t carry very far. Why did he want her to
slap him?
    “Hey,” he
said to her under his breath. “I’m the big bad man who
just stole your teddy bear.”
    Slap! She hit him
hard across the face. Rick sat up and rubbed his cheek. Monique was
up on her elbows looking at him, ready to kill. Her eyes flamed wide
and he could tell her teeth were clenched. And at that precise
moment, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his
life.
    “I hope no one
in the next room heard that,” he said. “On second
thought, I hope they did. It will back up your alibi if you need
one.”
    “You have a lot
of nerve in my bed talking to me like that,” Monique growled
under her breath. “I never had a teddy bear!”
    “Christ you are
a lively one,” he said rubbing his face again. “I think I
found the right combination of words. Little girl all