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her that if the person behind the letters hadn’t become a threat by that final destination he expected her to stay in Hawaii while he went back to his home in D.C. In short, once the show ended so did her employment. That was fine by her. She actually, given the schedule, would be finished after their next location, but she could discuss that with him later. At some point she was going to have to get back to her world. He would be going back to his home once all was done with anyway. D.C. wasn’t exactly one of her favorite places to visit. The less time she spent there, the better.
    The suite was gorgeous. During her work she had stayed at more luxurious places, but this one was right up near the top of the list of elegantly beautiful. They had two bedrooms in the split-level floor plan room. The kitchen, living room and dining area were comfortable in size and the bathrooms had both the walk-in shower and a huge garden tub with jet spa features. It was like having a home away from home the minute they stepped through the doors. Her only concern was the basket of fruit sitting elegantly wrapped on the coffee table in the living area.
    “Don’t eat any of that until I have a chance to check it out,” she had said. Harrison had simply laughed. She wasn’t joking. Her first priority was checking the room for potential threats, including cameras and listening devices. The latter of the checklist was more out of habit than necessity this time around. She highly doubted that anybody had placed bugs in Harrison’s room, but she was accustomed to doing her job completely, without neglecting any possible detail.
    When she was on assignments the first thing she checked for was threat by human intruder, and then she proceeded to check for cameras and listening devices throughout her room. Back then she checked every crevice, every painting, lamp, phone, furniture fixture, door, peephole and anything else that could be a potential hiding place. She planned to do the same here, but Harrison wasn’t making her job easy. He was already unwrapping the fruit basket.
    She resisted the urge to chastise him like a child. Instead, she took the basket from the table and carried it with her while she did her initial walk through. She heard Harrison protest as he followed behind her. When she told him not to eat any of it, she meant it.
    She deviated from her normal pattern because Harrison wasn’t cooperating. So instead of checking for human threat and then threat from trespassing technology, she checked for human threat and then inspected the package in front of her.
    She picked each luscious green apple up one by one and did a visual and hands on inspection looking for tiny puncture marks.
    “Like you would be able to see if somebody stuck a needle in that thing,” he shook his head.
    “I would,” she assured him.
    “Right,” he snorted. “And how would you be able to see something that small?”
    “If you look closely enough, Harrison, you can see almost anything,” she kept her tone low. She didn’t seriously think there were bugs in the room, but she learned long ago to never assume anything. “Now please refine your speech to something else until I check the room for bugs?”
    He threw his head back and laughed long and hard. “Overkill,” he panted between breaths. “Nobody has touched the darn apples,” he tried to pick one up and she grabbed his wrist to stop him. He cut her a deadly serious look of annoyance.
    “It’s been done before,” she said evenly and quietly as she continued to inspect the green piece of fruit in her hand. “And if I hadn’t caught it my client would have been dead.” She put the apple up to her nose and smelled it cautiously, checking for any hint of an almond smell. She didn’t smell almonds so she ruled out cyanide.
    Harrison retracted his hand. “Who the heck do you protect, Valencia? The Pope?”
    She didn’t respond. She didn’t bother to tell him that her protection detail