CHAPTER SIX
I felt myself shaking and rolling as if I had fallen off a cliff. My eyes were pasted shut, and I could hear a voice in my ear. As I tried to squeeze my pillow, I realized someone was shaking my shoulder. I slowly pushed my eyes open and saw the handsome, blurry Finn kneeling next to me. I dreamily smiled and then noticed the firm look on his face and remembered where I was and that he wasn’t waking me for a romantic tryst.
“Is it morning already?”
“Aye, early morning. We received a text message back from one of Ivankov’s men. They took the bait. And it looks like the plate matches what agent Sliwa stated about Ivankov having a safe house in Rivière. They want to meet you. They’re going to call in an hour with instructions.”
I sat up and tried to stretch my shoulders and ba
