Violence Warning: This is set in the world of spies where intrigue and death can be two prominent factors.  There will be stray bullets flying and people meeting a bloody and violent end.  Harsh language is also used which may be offending to some. Reader discretion is advised.

After the book signing was through around 4 o’clock that afternoon, Haley ended up leaving the bookstore with James as he drove her home.

“What a great day huh Hal?” James breathed enthusiastically as the warm wind swept through the convertible. “They were puddy in your hands!”

Haley rolled her eyes and let out a soft laugh. “James, I don’t write for control over people you know.” She smiled.

“Oh come on Hal, let me have some fun will ya.” He laughed as he shot her a mischievous smile.

“You leave my fans alone you rat.” She laughed again.

They continued their joking banter as they drove through the crazy streets of downtown Toronto getting stuck in traffic jams more often than not. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, James pulled up to a luxurious towering apartment complex.

“Thanks James.” Haley said as she grabbed her gym bag and got out of the sports car.

“You take care of yourself kiddo! Remember, supper at my place next Sunday.”

Haley cringed playfully. “Barbara isn’t cooking is she.”?

“I’m gonna tell her you said that!”

“Bye James.” She waved with a grin as she turned to leave.

“Later Hal.” He called back as he put the car in gear and left.

“Hello Ricky. How are you today?” Haley asked the Latino doorman as she walked past him.

“Just fine Ms. Connors.” The middle aged man answered, tipping his hat to her. “How was the book signing?”

“Exhausting!” She smiled. “But I loved every minute of it.”

Finally the elevator came to a stop on her floor. She stepped out into the small room before she entered her apartment. Making her way to her door, she always noted how the gentle colors of the small room always seemed so relaxing, bringing a faint smile to her lips as she slipped her key into the keyhole.

Stepping into her apartment and closing the solid door behind her, she let out a loud sigh as she dropped her bag at the door and leaned her back up against the door. Her eyes closed for a moment listening to the quietness of her apartment. Since her training with CSIS finished a year ago and her new book hitting the best sellers list with a bang, she hasn’t had a quiet moment to herself in a long time. However, a small smile found its way to her lips as she thought of how drastically her life has changed since meeting Kat McGregor.

‘Funny how life throws you its little twists’ Haley thought to herself as she blew her bangs out of her eyes before heading into the kitchen.

She crossed the hardwood floor of the living room to ceramic tiled floors of the kitchen. Lazily she opened the chrome refrigerator door and picked at its contents, nothing quite appeasing to her. Some cardboard containers containing left over stir-fried rice, some spareribs and chow mein from the local Chinese restaurant sat in her fridge. Some vegetables growing soft and ready to spoil sat in their containers, while a bag of milk sat by itself on the bottom of the fridge.

‘Probably spoiled.’ She thought to herself with a grimace.

Before another thought entered her mind, she felt, rather than heard a presence coming up behind her. She straightened back up normally and closed the door when suddenly a flurry of movement sprang into action. Haley knew it was coming, but couldn’t match the amazing speed of her attacker as she was grabbed from behind and a hand covered her eyes.

“Guess who slow poke.” Came Kat’s playful voice. Even though she teased Haley, she was impressed at how alert Haley had become. Kat knew she wasn’t losing her touch, but that she and Haley seemed to be so in tuned with one another that they could almost feel what the other was going to do.

“Damn, you’re still faster!” Haley said smiling as she shook her head. “You know, I am going to get you when you least expect it and you won’t even see it coming.” Haley promised with an impish look in her eye.

“Promises, promises.” Kat said with a twinkle in her eye as she playfully pushed Haley aside and went through the refrigerator.

Haley stood back with a smug look on her face as she made her way out of the kitchen to fall onto her plush sofa in the living room with a relaxing sigh. “Anything you find in there will probably have to be killed again.” She called out jokingly as Kat just finished closing the fridge door in disgust.

“For someone who’s always hungry, your refrigerator sure is bare.” Then, with a sly grin, Kat added. “You must have cleaned it out at breakfast time.”

Haley made a comical face at Kat’s remark. “If you must know, I haven’t done groceries in a while.”

“I see that.” Kat remarked as she made her way into the living room and planted herself down on the lazy boy across the coffee table from Haley. “You know, this sure is a comfortable chair but something is missing.”

“Like what?” Haley asked giving Kat a suspicious look.

“I don’t know. A beach surrounded by crystal blue waters and a boat to ride the waves maybe.” Kat casually said as she suddenly flipped the recliner back all the way and sprawled out on her back as though she were sunbathing. Haley couldn’t hold back a sudden burst of laughter that escaped.

“What? You don’t like that idea? You better get use to it, Director Quesnel is sending us on a very special mission.”

“Oh really?” Haley asked skeptically with a growing grin, wondering what Kat was up to.

“Ya, we’re supposed to go to the Caribbean and pose as tourists on vacation. Think you can handle an assignment like that?” Kat asked with a semi-serious face.

“Handle that? I don’t know Kat. You know what kind of trouble I ended up in the last time I took a vacation!” Haley chuckled.

A huge grin suddenly broke out on Kat’s face. “Ya, but you met me.” She winked. “Besides, you have no choice. Our tickets are already bought and we’re set to leave next Monday.”

THE END?

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