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snapping his legs shut.
    Her lips shot out in a
pout.
    Approved.
    He removed his card and
handed the machine back, a receipt printing at an interminable pace. A quick rip
and it was handed over.
    “You two have a lovely
evening.”
    “Oh, we will,” replied
Sherrie, never taking her eyes off Leroux. The waiter walked away and Sherrie
leaned in. “Let’s go.”
    “I can’t.”
    “Why not?”
    “I could carry a dozen
donuts with no hands.”
    “A dozen! Impressive!
That’s something we’re going to have to test.”
    “You’re certifiable.”
    “And you love it.”
    Leroux shrugged, his head
bobbing. “I do. I just never realized that you’d be the Dylan Kane in this
relationship.”
    “I guess spies like us
can never get enough.”
    Leroux grinned. “Funny
movie.”
    “Don’t get off topic.”
    “Hon, if I don’t, we’re
never leaving this booth.”
    “Just cover it with your
jacket.” She winked. “If you can, that is. A dozen donuts is a lot.”
    Leroux blushed. “Let’s
get out of here.”
    “I’ll need my foot back.”
    He felt his ears burn as
he opened his legs.
    Her foot immediately darted
up, her toes going to work, a distinct “zip” heard.
    Unbelievable!
    His phone vibrated on the
table. He glanced at the call display and frowned. “It’s the office.”
    “Ugh. Don’t they know I’m
horny?”
    “I think it’s a standing
order at Langley.”
    She kicked him.
“Careful.”
    He chuckled, swiping his
thumb to take the call.
    “Sir, we’re going to need
you to come in right away.”
    Sherrie’s foot resumed
its adventures.
    He could recognize the
excitement in his underling Randy Child’s voice, though the younger analyst—by
only a few years—had the habit of getting excited about most things that
tweaked his interest.
    He’s like you five
years ago.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “The G20 spouses have
been kidnapped.”
    “What!” Leroux’s hand
grabbed Sherrie’s foot, ending her teasing. She immediately sensed things were
serious, removing her foot and sitting upright. “What about the First
Daughter?”
    “She’s missing too.”
    “Christ, I’ll be right
there.”
    He ended the call,
shoving the phone in his pocket.
    “What’s going on?”
    “The G20 spouses have
been kidnapped including the President’s daughter.”
    Sherrie’s phone vibrated
and she grabbed it, a brief one-sided conversation ending after only a few
seconds. She pocketed her phone. “Looks like I’m heading for Seoul early.” She
grinned at him, her eyes widening suggestively. “But there’s still time to
squeeze in a quickie in the parking lot.”
     
     

11

    Noksapyeong
Road
Seoul,
Republic of Korea
     
    “Go
home.”
    “But what if you need a
ride?”
    Niner searched for Dawson
and the others but came up empty. “My team will be here soon.”
     “But I want to stay!”
She already had her phone out, seeking her fifteen minutes.
    “No, it’s too dangerous.”
    “But—”
    Niner gave his cousin a
look and pointed at the road on which they had just come to a screeching halt.
“Home. Now.”
    Jimmy rounded the car,
his phone out, documenting the scene. “Please, Ji-yeon, go home, it’s not safe.
When this is all over, I promise he’ll come and visit you.”
    Ji-yeon stared at Jimmy’s
feet, one of her own doing a back and forth pirouette, straight out of a Betty
Boop cartoon. “Will you come?”
    Jimmy smiled.
“Absolutely.”
    She bounced. “Okay, see
you soon!” She jumped in her car and peeled away with a wave and the attention
of the police officers swarming the area.
    Niner glared at his
friend and pointed a finger at the man’s chin. “You lay a finger on my little
cousin and I’ll chop your balls off.”
    “Can I help it if she
finds me irresistible?”
    “She only likes you
because she knows it will piss me off.”
    “She never met you before
today!”
    “Think of her as my
sister, and act accordingly.”
    Jimmy placed a finger on
his chin. “So no sex