Chapter Nine
Why have I agreed to this? It's crazy to think that it can possibly work. Maybe Michelson is setting us up for failure, though I hope not. I don't see why he'd want his team to do badly when it'll reflect on him.
At least, that's what I'm holding onto right now.
I bounce up and down, the nerves almost too much to take. I assume one of the informants must have fed back some bad information on me for Ocypete and her circle to want to kidnap me. I'll admit to being a bit confused by that part of the plan. But if it doesn't work and they don't take the bait, then I suppose it's not too bad for me, even if it isn't great for the mission.
"All right, Harper, it's go time," Elias says down the earpiece, I'm going to have to take it out before I leave this room, but at least I can
