Death With Dignity by E B Corbin

Author:E B Corbin
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
ISBN: 9781791379124
Published: 2018-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Sam eyed the side of his face as he steered into traffic. “What is it?”

“Nothing.”

“Sounded like something. Why’d you say ‘shit’?”

“Rush hour traffic,” Henry lied.

She sat back, pretending to accept his explanation, when a giggle threatened to erupt. Hard as she tried to keep it inside, a smile broke out.

Henry glanced at her. “You’re still wonky.”

“Only a little.”

“We should wait to talk to people until you can control yourself.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be as formal as I can be.”

“That’s what bothers me.” Henry glanced in the rearview mirror to make certain a black van was not in sight, even though his warning system remained stable at a low buzz. “What did you tell that detective before I got there?”

“Nothing important. He wanted to know why I wasn’t listed as a passenger on the flight manifest.”

They pulled up to a line of cars waiting at a red light and he turned to her. “What do you mean, you weren’t listed? You were sitting right next to me, first class and all.”

“I wasn’t listed as Sam Turner. I used an alternate ID.” Before she could control it, she let out a tiny giggle.

“Stop it!” Henry exhaled a long breath before he continued. “What do you mean? An alternate ID.”

“You remember those DSS agents we met in Pennsylvania?”

Henry gave a cautious nod. “Yeah, a little. I didn’t pay much attention to them. What do Diplomatic Security agents have to do with anything?”

“About a week after one of the agents was shot, that blonde female agent contacted me.”

“Tiffany?”

Sam giggled. “So you do remember her.”

“I didn’t like her.”

“Whatever,” Sam said with a grin on her face. “She was quite attractive. Anyway, one of their responsibilities is protecting the integrity of US passports and entry visa documents. They uncovered a couple of phony passports that were so good they were virtually undetectable from the real thing.”

“Then how did they discover them?”

“They found them on a couple of Irish guys who were arrested for another reason.” She watched a mother struggle with a toddler who wanted to cross the street by himself. “Turns out a talented guy in Ireland had a lucrative business. Both Interpol and the State Department knew who he was but they had no proof. The fakes were so good, they couldn’t pinpoint the people who had used his services and couldn’t persuade anyone to turn him in or testify.”

Henry watched the road ahead and behind. “Of course not. They wanted to remain incognito, or else why get a phony passport in the first place.”

“Exactly. The good guys needed to send someone in undercover to use his services but Interpol insisted it would be entrapment if they did. The State Department disagreed. So Tiffany,” she emphasized the name, “asked me to do it for them.”

A car tried to make a left turn from the right hand lane, cutting in front of them. Henry slammed on the brakes and swerved to avert a collision. “Dammit!”

Sam giggled again.

“Would you stop that? It’s getting annoying.”

“Sorry, I can’t seem to help myself.

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