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going to fly. It could since she now distracts him with a question, "The package, it's not a file, like you said, is it?"
    "Did you open it?"
    "No, no, of course not. I didn't touch it. I swear. But the men who stopped me, they were talking about drugs."
    "And what did you say?"
    "Nothing, I promise. I didn't tell them anything."
    "And so they jumped you and now they've locked you up in a room with a phone?" His disbelief is palpable.
    "Yeah, I got lucky that way."
    "Right," the man laughs. My guess is that he figured out we're listening in and now he's playing along. "You're a very lucky girl. So let's make this clear, no matter what happens, you don't tell them nothing."
    The double negative makes me cringe while Kristal snorts and protests, "It's not like I know anything."
    "Well, if you know what's good for him, you'll keep your mouth shut and never mention the Category 5 Knights."
    "The what?" Kristal clearly has no clue what that means. Her tone turns from defensive to pleading as she adds, "Is he okay?"
    "For now." His insistence on now is ominous.
    "But you're protecting him?" her question remains unanswered. She insists. "I did everything you asked and you promised--"
    "No, you didn't," he cuts her sentence short. "You didn't deliver no second package and you got yourself in a jam with bikers."
    "So it would have been better if it had been with cops?" she asks. "Because I think they called in one."
    "How stupid a cunt are you?" He's incredulous and I can't blame him. It's not that often police officers and MC work hand in hand.
    Kristal sighs and starts pleading again.
    "I'll do everything you ask. I'll find a way to get out and deliver the file, I swear. Just keep him safe."
    "Like I said, he's good for now."
    "Thank you." There's so much anguish in her voice, it's painful to hear.
    "Call me when you are ready to deliver."
    "Okay." She chokes. She's fighting tears.
    "And no matter what, don't mention the Knights." He hangs up right after that final warning.
    Kristal puts the phone down as well and resumes her pacing. She's struggling to keep it together and mutters to herself. Her lips are moving and she's repeating the same thing over and over again.
    It takes me a minute to understand what she's saying but I finally get her mantra. It's simple enough.
    "Everything's gonna be all right. Everything's gonna be all right."
    Bob Marley's song comes to mind, and I wish I could tell her not to worry 'bout a thing. But I know better than that. She's in muddy waters and unless she comes clean with me, she's gonna get in deeper.
    Now what I need is to find out who she's doing this for and what he needs protection from.
    She opens the French doors, shuts off the light in her room, and stands by the opening looking out. I make out the silhouette of her body against the light of the red lanterns that light up the patio. She pulls her shirt over her head, shimmies out of her jeans, stops as if undecided to continue her stripping. "Fuck it," she mumbles loud enough for me to hear distinctively as she removes her bra and panties.
    A second later, she's out in the garden, not giving me any time to appreciate all the details of her curvaceous figure.
    I switch monitors just in time to watch her dive into the pool. Her body vanishes under the water. My breath catches at the beauty of the show she's unknowingly giving me. She glides until she reaches the other side of the pool. Remaining under the surface, she turns around and kicks against the wall catching speed for her second lap. Only when she reaches her starting point does she come up for air.
    She doesn't stop to catch her breath but continues with a slow and elegant breaststroke. Each movement seems effortless as if water was her natural element.
    Kristal is a mermaid. Her grace in the water steals my breath away. Regretfully, I tear my eyes away from the screen. Even though I would rather stay to watch her swim away all the extra energy she seems to have accumulated, there's