Chapter Twenty-One
Aloha stood still as a statue, but her hands were trembling. She felt faint but managed to maintain her composure. She was a professional agent, no matter whatever feelings she had for Hanson he was now the target. For the first time in her career she would have to assassinate someone.
No, she corrected herself, not just a someone, Hanson Braddock to be exact.
The problem was she'd had a meal with the man, and what’s more she liked him. Not that she had never shared a meal with the odd megalomaniac bad guy who wanted to take over the world before, but those meals were usually poisoned so she usually left hungry.
Sure she'd killed her share of bad guys, in the line of duty, but that was all part of being an agent. Bad guys falling into flaming pits of oil, or bei
