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say a word, but the other detective remained mute, although the grin Alex was wearing said it all.
    “You’ll need to cover your hair with that scarf, I’m afraid,” Harper ordered. “And I’ll need your mobiles.”
    Forgetting the Interpol agent’s scolding tone a moment earlier, Alex blurted, “What? Why?”
    Scowling, Harper took a deep breath and held out his hand. Eyeing the obstinate police officer, he said, “Those signals can be traced. You’ll get them back when you return to London.”
    Having finally grasped the concept that it was pointless to argue with the man, Alex reached into her pocket and handed him her shiny piece of state-of-the-art technology, with Campbell following suit immediately. While he quickly slipped Maggie’s mobile into his pocket, he examined the other high-end phone for several seconds before grinning at Alex and dropping it in his pocket. As the two women stood in silence, Harper gave them their instructions.
    A short time later, following their orders, they left the room and walked down several long corridors before re-entering the bustling airport concourse through an unmarked door. As instructed, Alex kept her hand wrapped around Campbell’s bicep as she guided her to the departure gates. Acting the part of someone older and frail, with her face partially hidden by the drape of the scarf, Maggie kept her head bowed and her voice silent as dozens of people hurried by.
    Their hearts were pounding as the women made their way through the airport. The knowledge that an attempt could be made on their lives was frightfully real, so when they finally reached the gate, both let out a sigh of relief. Ushered through another door by a waiting police officer, they walked down the stairs and exited the building.
    Assuming it would be hours before she could feed her nicotine habit again, as soon as they were standing outside, Alex pulled Maggie to an abrupt halt. Quickly fumbling to light a cigarette, Alex refused to acknowledge the evil look she was being given. A minute later, she tugged at Maggie’s arm, and silently they walked across the tarmac to a small corporate jet.
    At five-foot-four, when Maggie boarded the small jet she had no issue with the low ceiling height; however, Alex wasn’t so lucky. More interested in the interior of the plane than the lack of headroom, she immediately bumped her head against the ceiling.
    “Fuck,” Alex mumbled, rubbing her head.
    Paying no attention to the expletive which Alex had blurted, Maggie shrugged out of her coat. As Alex tried to struggle out of hers, she noticed an attractive flight attendant walking from the cockpit.
    “I’ll hang them up for you if you’d like?” she said, holding out her hand.
    Smiling at the attractive redhead, Alex placed her coat in the woman’s outstretched hand.
    “Thanks. I’m Alex Blake…and you are?”
    Having been a flight attendant for several years, Jane Connors grinned at the look being thrown her way. Over the course of the past decade, she had been hit on by dozens of men, it was part of the job, but there had only been a few occasions when a woman had tried to catch her eye. Noticing that the detective’s fingers had lingered a little too long when the coat had exchanged hands, Jane was confident that if she was interested in joining the Mile High Club with Alex Blake, it would happen. Unfortunately, for Alex, Jane Connors wasn’t interested.
    Unable to prevent a small snort of amusement from escaping, Jane stared back at the beautiful woman with the dark, smiling eyes. “My name’s Jane…and I’m happily married. Now, why don’t you two take a seat. It’ll be a few minutes before we’re ready to leave.”
    Confused, but indifferent at the flight attendant’s cryptic reply, Maggie walked down the aisle and took a seat. Seconds later, bowing her head to prevent another run-in with the low ceiling, Alex casually strolled up the row and sunk her long, lanky body into a seat. Within