Page 17 of Depths of Destruction
"Bathroom first?"
"Right this way." I lead her out of the tent before pointing where to go. "Emilia has the toilet paper."
She nods and walks toward Emilia.
I go over to Malin, who's standing several feet away, his eyes in the direction of Emilia. "Morning."
"Andre. What are the plans today?"
"Our window is in..." I look at my watch. "...about forty hours."
"Where are we dropping the women off?"
All the time I spent concentrating on Naomi, I didn't even consider the others. "Naomi is going to the U.S. We haven't been given instructions on the others yet."
Malin crosses his arms. "Hmmm."
"What's that mean?"
He arches an eyebrow.
"Say it."
"I heard them whispering in the tent last night. They—"
Emilia comes over.
"Axel and Ryker made breakfast. There's coffee, too." Malin points toward the guys.
She smiles. "Thanks."
After she's out of earshot, Malin's voice lowers. "In seventeen years, how many times have we not been told where we're dropping all the targets off?"
The uncomfortable feeling I've had since last night rushes back. I glance around to make sure no one else is hearing our conversation. "Never."
"These women...they have secrets. They were captured for the information they know."
The pit in my stomach expands more. "What do they know?"
"They haven't disclosed it all."
"What about Emilia?"
He gazes over at her. "I think she's the only one they abducted to use as a threat, against Naomi." He turns back to me. "But the U.S. isn't taking Emilia?"
“They only said Naomi.”
He scrunches his face. "So, Naomi goes to the U.S. and Emilia stays in Belize?"
"What are you trying to say, Malin?"
"I'm not sure, but something feels..." He lets out a big sigh.
"Off?"
He raises his eyebrows. "Yes. This isn't something Interpol would typically be interested in."
"Naomi is convinced something is going on behind closed doors."
