The Medellín residence was more like a small compound than anything else. It was near the university, which Debbie explained as they rode over in separate armored SUVs. Jim would have liked to have ridden with Mike, but Mike had pulled the door shut behind him with an air of finality. At least he had Puddin with him.
“LewaCorp does a lot of work in biotech, and we have a partnership with the school. It makes sense for Mike to want to be nearby when he’s in-country.” Debbie smiled at both of them. “He’s not exactly a beach kind of guy.”
“He used to be.” Mike petted Gracie as she put her head in his lap. “That was back when we were kids, though. I guess things change.”
“I suppose they do.” Debbie glanced over at Josie. “You probably sunburn easily, am I right?”
Josie laughed. “In minutes
