8
Annabel
“Is this a bad idea?” I ask Charlie for the fifth time since I called Senator Flack on a new burner phone to set up the lunch date.
“I’ll have eyes and ears on you at all times. Nothing’s going to happen.” Charlie straightens the collar of my blouse where the tiny receiver is clipped. The other piece is in my ear, but it’s so small, no one would notice even if my hair wasn’t covering it.
Oh Lordy, I am never going to pull this off. I am not field agent material that’s for sure.
“I could be wanted by the CIA by now. We both could. What if he knows that, and someone’s there to arrest me?”
“You already checked the database. Absolutely nothing has been filed about either one of us. Which further confirms there’s something fishy to this case.”
“How do you mean?”
“I mean, if th
