CHAPTER 58
With the physical asset and data secured ahead of schedule, Ryle consulted the secondary objective listed in his contract.
“We move to the secondary target now,” Ryle commanded, heading back toward the extraction point. “It requires a complete shift in operational mode. You will adjust.”
The transformation from silent, dusty operative to black-tie escort happened in the sterile luxury of their shared hotel suite. Ryle had insisted on one room for ‘maximum operational security,’ a flimsy excuse Lauren knew was pure control.
He stood before the full-length mirror, his powerful shoulders filling out the crisp lines of the tuxedo jacket. He was currently focused on the final, fastidious adjustment of his black silk bow tie, his attention fully absorbed by the task.
The door to
