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went from foreign dignitaries to high power business men, and yes, she had even spent some time with religious leaders. Fortunately, most of the people she protected had been in more private settings and she wasn’t thrust into the spotlight as much as she would be with this case. Most of the people she had protected wanted their privacy and so press conferences weren’t the norm, but it would be here. Harrison already had five television interviews lined up for this week alone. It was a very good thing she was a master at disguising her looks. If ever she needed to return to the assassination game she would be able to do it unnoticed.
    “You’re not going to tell me are you?”
    “No,” she stated flatly as she inspected another piece of fruit. She wouldn’t tell him that somebody had tried to kill her by sending her poisoned fruit as well; only instead of apples they had sent her a basket of oranges. Twenty-two years working for the government as an assassin had made her extremely cautious. She never ate anything that was delivered to her room, not even room service.
    She briefly thought back to the first time she had been sent in to kill someone. In hindsight she could see that she was being used for her smaller stature. A grown man, or woman for that matter, wasn’t going to be able to get inside that fortress. But because of her small size, because of her exotic looks, and because of her ability to speak flawless Arabic, she had been dropped in the middle of the dessert land and given the mark to kill. She blended in with the local children, but stayed far away from playing with them. Nobody questioned her; they didn’t even give her a second look. And when she made her way into that heavily guarded fortress she knew exactly where to go to execute the kill. She carried out her mission and exited just the way she entered—unnoticed. That had been her first kill, and before that she had never seen a man die. The man who sent her in had told her this kill was for the greater good of mankind, but after a while she never truly believed it. After a while, the more she thought about it, the more she wondered if maybe that kill had been nothing more than a test to see if she could do it, if she had what it took to take on harder, more complex assignments.
    She pushed the thoughts from her mind. There was nothing she could do about the past. A life, once taken, wasn’t something any human had the power to give back, and she wouldn’t let the decisions she made all those years ago haunt her. She could only focus on the here and the now.
    “It’s clean,” she sat the last apple in the basket after checking the basket for bugs. “I’m going to check out the rest of the place.”
    “Valencia,” his voice was laced with concern.
    “They’re fine to eat if you want to.” She assumed he was worried about the apples.
    “I’m not worried about the apples.” He looked down at her before walking closer to her “I’m worried about you. How do you live like this?” He waved his hand around the room as if encompassing her entire life. If only he knew…but she couldn’t tell him. She couldn’t tell anybody.
    She shrugged. “This is my life, Harrison. If it keeps somebody safe I’m willing to make a few sacrifices.”
    “You’re making more than a few,” he grumbled. “Checking the food for poison. Checking the rooms for listening devices…who are you?”
    She looked at him, contemplating his question—a question that she couldn’t fully answer. “Valencia Dugan-Mishoto,” she said in the same even tone that she said everything else before she walked away from him and began her in-depth inspection of the room.
    Harrison had said he would be in the room for the remainder of the day so she figured it was a good time to do her training exercises. She could push some furniture around and have space at least. She wasn’t at home so she couldn’t spar with any of the men who handled her father’s protection,