Wednesday. Thames House Security Service Headquarters. London, United Kingdom.
DIHA WANTED TO RUB her bleary eyes so bad. Why had she let Cat talk her into wearing mascara and eyeliner? Diha's make-up routine was subdued. A little eyeshadow, a brow pencil, bronzer and maybe powder. Most days she didn't bother with more than the brow pencil and some lip gloss.
What was the point?
Deep down, she knew why she'd let Cat talk her into more make-up after the last two days.
The reason had been poured into a well-tailored suit and had fed her a delicious meal. Technically, she'd fed herself, but she'd gotten the food because of him.
Hopefully Miles stayed out of her lab today. After being up for almost two-and-a-half days, she'd slept the sleep of the dead last night. Waking up had been parti
