Chapter 10
NICK landed in Portland during a rainstorm. He knew weather like this was typical for the Pacific Northwest, but the deluge didn't make this little assignment any better. Airport construction forced the passengers to walk across about twenty feet of runway. During that short twenty foot space, Nick got thoroughly soaked. The weather was cold and his wet east coast clothes made him feel even colder.
He hated the cold. He'd take a tiger cage in Syria over snow skiing in Siberia any day of the week.
The construction made the traffic worse than the streets of Bangkok, and by the time Nick pulled out onto the interstate, he was gritting his teeth in annoyance. He'd memorized the map of Portland on the plane, and worked his way through the afternoon traffic to the motel where he'd
