Chapter 129

ZAIN WATCHED ANDREA'S FACE, the flex of her throat, the shift of her gaze. He could have lived without this conversation. Having her see him as the intelligence officer was easier. Better. The clear cut lines were defined that way. But as a whole...there was a lot more gray area.

"What kind of people do you rescue?" she asked.

The question caught him off guard. Not that it was surprising, but it was completely off-topic.

"All kinds."

"On average." She rolled her eyes at him.

"Typically, we're dealing with some scared, stupid tourists, rich people who thought they were immune, or some sort of journalist. Usually it's people in the wrong place at the wrong time. Like my cousin's girlfriend."

"What happened with his girlfriend?"

"She went on vacation, dragged Mason along, and she got kidnapped. Wrong place, really wrong time."

"Wow. Is she okay? I mean, I'm guessing since you said girlfriend in the present tense, she's okay."

"Yeah, Hannah's fine."