Page 25 of Undercover Emissary


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“If there’s another false report, there would be a place to counter it.”

“What do I have to do?”

“What do you mean?”

“There has to be more to it than me writing a story.”

I got up, walked over to the window, and looked down at the lights of the city. I stood there long enough that I wondered if maybe Ali had gone to sleep, but when I turned around, her head was on the pillow and her eyes were open—studying me.

“Get on the bike.”

She turned away, shaking her head. “Be serious.”

“I am.”

The door opened, and a tall brunette flew in and rushed over to the bed. “Oh my God, Al. Jesus. Can I touch you?” The woman held her hands just above Ali.

“Just be gentle,” I said from my perch near the window.

“Cope, right? Give me a minute to give this girl some love, and then I’ll get to you.”

I smiled and watched her lean over and kiss Ali’s forehead.

“You didn’t need to come. I’m fine.”

The woman shook her head at Ali and walked over to me, her hand outstretched. “Chloe Whitley.”

“Sumner Copeland. Nice to meet you.”

She looked me up and down and back up again before spinning around to face Ali.

“You told me you didn’t know anyone in DC.”

“I don’t.”

Would it make me a pussy if I admitted that hurt my feelings?

“Well, he seems to know you.”

Chloe turned back around and did another once over. I was starting to feel like a piece of meat.

“If I were you, my dear Ali, I’d want to get to know this one.”

“I’m sorry for all this trouble,” Ali murmured. “Neither of you have to stay. Seriously, I’m fine.”

“I’m actually going to take you up on that and give you two some time on your own.” It was all I could do not to kiss her goodbye. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“What about the trial?”

“Two-day continuance.”

“Why?”

“Because of the accident.”

She rolled her eyes. “This is so unnecessary.”

“Like I said, I’ll see you in the morning. We’ll get started on that project we were talking about.”

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