Cam scoffed and walked up to the woman, “Hi, I’m Cam.”

“Hello Cam.”

She had a million dollar smile and he knew he could get lost in it.

“Aren’t you on duty?”

He shook his head. That was the last response he expected. “What?”

She chuckled. “You have an ear-rig.” Her manicured finger ran down from his ear to the collar of his shirt. “It’s not a long leap to the cop conclusion.”

The motion from her nail left goose bumps. “You are very observant Ms….?”

“WooHoo! I think Cam’s gonna wet himself.” Came over the ear piece.

She smiled again. “Go do your job Detective.”

One of the other detectives came up and stood next to Cam. They both watched as she worked the room, making small talk.

“There goes the mother of my children.” Cam sighed.

“Dreamer.” The other detective walked in the other direction.

“Yeah, but oh what a dream!” Cam walked in the other direction.

n
“President Glastro, It’s nice to see you again.” The President was sitting at the table of honor with the Joint Chief of Staff.

“Cassandra!” The Dictator actually got up and embraced her. Tori was counting on it.

The F.B.I. started closing in. The Joint Chief of Staff waved them back.She met Glastro a year ago when the hit was put out on the dictator. First hurdle, work on a meeting. Second, work on trust, and everything done over the past year came down to this night. She kissed him on the cheek and laughed. “I have gotten lipstick on your cheek.”

Glastro laughed. “What have you been doing my dear? I haven’t seen you in the past few weeks.”