BRYCE HAD TO DEVISE A PLAN B, which didn’t involve worrying about his partner.
G could protect himself; he was after all ex-SWAT. He’d know how to leave a trail and how to extricate himself with all limbs intact. He would not have been chosen for field work otherwise. With that thought, Bryce operated on the assumption that G could handle himself.
Thinking quickly, Bryce walked along Rue d’Amerique until he found a clothing shop selling traditional Moroccan clothing.
With his brown skin and hair, he could pass for a Berber notwithstanding his blue-green eyes. It’s not uncommon for Moroccan natives to have blond hair and blue eyes, being so close to Europe.
Bryce walked into a bazaar and picked up a dark blue djellaba, a traditional long, loose, and hooded garment. It covered the entire
