CHAPTER 34
OUR DAYS ON Lorelei Cay were the best of my life, but all too soon, the time came to leave. Mick’s funeral was coming up, and I planned to go with Black. Plus, I had a meeting at the White House with our Dear Leader himself, and he’d get grumpy if I cancelled. Something about the Middle East, apparently, and Nate was coming too.
And this evening was the annual Blackwood Foundation Ball in Richmond. If we left now and didn’t hit any delays, we could make it back in time to attend. Bradley had gone with a theme again to make the event more fun. Or excruciatingly painful, depending which way you decided to look at it.
At least in our time away, we’d sorted out a story for Black’s absence. Oliver and his team had been busy while the pair of us lounged on the beach. The DEA had ki
