Page 71 of Assassin

The door slid open, and inside was a bedroom.

MATE shared what she’d been programed.

“If you have to evacuate Chartres, and go somewhere safe, Elizabeth wanted you each to have your own private space. There are five spare rooms at the very end of the hall. All of the rooms are different and based on your needs.”

“Like what?” Zayn asked.

MATE turned and smiled at him.

“Your doorway is twice as big.”

“HEY! Did she just say I’m fat?” Zayn asked. “This is all muscle.”

MATE actually giggled.

“No, it’s to accommodate your ego.”

That did one thing.

Stella laughed.

How could she not?

That was some funny shit. MATE had been programed with Elizabeth’s personality. It was going to be spicy in the Matrix.

Her husband had met his match. It was going to be like having Elizabeth there all of the time.

Even though her husband was staring at her and didn’t look amused, she couldn’t help herself.

“I’m sorry, My love, but…come on.”

That’s when he started laughing.

Honestly, he didn’t mind. Elizabeth busted his ass, and he did the same.

“You can locate your spaces as long as you have a phone. Care to see the upstairs?” MATE asked.

That sounded good to them. They could look for their special spaces later.

“Lead the way,” Maura suggested.

At the end of the concrete hallway, they found another set of stairs up.

At the top, the door opened when MATE approached, and outside they found a patio, some chairs, a gas fire pit, and a helicopter landing pad.

“Uh, does this place come with a helicopter?” Rogue asked, looking around.

“No, that is for the Deputy Director of the FBI to reach you without being seen. It’s easier for her to fly into a private field and land here afterward.”

Well, that worked for them.

It appeared they had a new lair.

Looking at her watch, Maura worked out the time in her head.

“We’re going to need to get back into The French Quarter and to that laundromat. Jinx and Eve, get ready to do some work.”

Once more, Jagger didn’t look happy.

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