NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER
March, 2010
BUFFALO, NY
As I left the conference, I came to a broad landing overlooking the building's mezzanine. Below me and to my left were Lys and Nikki Walters, waiting by the elevators. Maybe they were Homeland Security after all, just in the Jack Bauer/'24' department of full-scale, license-to-kill deniability. Any opportunity to spy back on Lys is pretty rare. I stood where I could study them, peering around a corner with one eye.
The Lys I was looking at was the professional one. I called it her "good Lys" guise, her dark hair neatly up, wearing one of her several versions of the Little Black Dress, which on Lys is a deadly weapon. Nikki Walters, an inch or two taller and well huskier, stood beside her in a skirt and a bare-armed blouse, her reddish h
