Chapter Twenty-Four
Twenty-four hours later
Mallory paused for a moment outside Wesley’s office, took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
“Come in!”
Arranging her face into what she hoped was a neutral expression, she entered the room. “Hello, sir.”
Her boss, seated behind his desk, gave a small smile. “Ah, Spider. Good to see you back. Please, sit down.”
Mallory obeyed, then waited politely for Wesley to speak.
“So,” he said, resting his elbows on the desk and steepling his fingers, a habit of his, “the operation was a success.”
“It was, sir. Both our targets were captured, the intelligence and some money retrieved, and there is recorded evidence of the exchange, as well as eye witness reports.”
“Very good. A job well done, particularly since it was a little out of your usua
