Having traversed these areas countless times, she had the confidence to do so blindfolded. You know they can’t travel alone.” The second the agent began moving once more, so did she. She wiped the sweat from her brow after the unknown man faced forward again. She remained immobile out of instinct even though she knew he couldn’t spot her. Suddenly, he froze and glanced in her direction, a slight frown filled his features. His blond hair was tied back, and dark glasses sat upon his ruggedly handsome face. He had a fluid grace about him, despite how cautiously he progressed. He wore a black vest with the letters DEA in white across the front. “We have a problem,” she muttered, moving the scope between the ongoing deal and the approaching man. “What’s wrong?” a whispered voice questioned in her ear. Serefina LeBenoit cursed again as she tracked the movement through the object up to her eye.
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