Chapter 10

“Well, I try not to lie to him and it hasn’t created a problem yet. We’ll just have to play this one by ear.” Pauly set his beer bottle on the floor and sat forward, his arms around his knees.

“Good. I’ll try not to get in the way.” Cam took another swig from her beer.

“How’s Michael? Have you heard from her since she went back to Canada?”

Cam smiled broadly. The slightest thought of her real lover, Michelle Gauchet, always did that to her. Michael, as Michelle preferred to be called, had been her trainer when she first got into the DEA. Michael was a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police and taught self-defense and other physical fighting techniques to the RCMP forces. She had a multi-leveled black belt in some discipline or other. Cam was never sure which one.

“No.” Cam sighed. “She’s off doing her workshops. She’s usually gone two or three weeks at a time.”