First Heist (An Omar Zagouri Thriller) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-09-26T00:00:00+00:00

Mia could have slept for two days straight, but her phone only let her sleep for seven hours. By the time the sun was up, she was on her second cup of coffee as she scrolled through the intelligence reports sent over by her boss.

It looked like Omar had written up the reports already, and now all Mia had to do was approve them. She wondered when he’d slept, if at all. After their rescue, Mia had been taken to headquarters for a couple of hours for debriefing, separately from Omar. She hadn’t seen him since he was driven away from the crash site.

She smiled as she imagined Omar checking out the missile launcher. As she read through the report, she continued to smile. Although she’d been scared to death half the time, reading back on the experience made her remember Omar’s little quirks. Like how he seemed to always have a backup plan. How things like the escape tunnel being blown up didn’t bother him. How he’d carried her sack when she was struggling to keep up. How he did what he said he’d do—recover the artifacts and get the two of them out of there.

She’d trusted him with her life, and he had protected her.

Her eyes widened as she read Omar’s description of hijacking the helicopter. He made it sound like they’d taken off smoothly, hadn’t been shot at, and hadn’t nearly careened to their deaths. There was no mention of Mia’s panicked screaming. Thankfully, there was no mention of the incident.

Reading the report made the recovery sound perfectly executed. Abram could read between the lines well enough, which was why she’d been sent home to bed.

Her phone buzzed, and Mia checked the incoming text.

Awake yet? Want to meet at the CoffeeShop on Azza? I promise not to take you on a disastrous helicopter ride.

Butterflies went crazy in Mia’s stomach. Omar hadn’t signed his name, but it could only be him. How did he have her cell number? Then she realized she shouldn’t question that—this was Omar.

Already had my coffee, she typed back. Her pulse fluttered as she waited for his reply.

A few seconds later, it came: Me too. Maybe we can order tea instead. Twenty minutes?

Mia smiled and typed: Ok.

It took almost that long for Mia to shower and dress. She lived about a ten-minute walk from CoffeeShop, and was sure Omar had planned a place close by her apartment. She was in no hurry; Omar could wait for her. When she arrived at the café, she didn’t see him immediately. Finally she found him sitting behind an arbor of grape vines that had turned yellow and orange with the autumn weather, making him mostly obscured from the street view. His back was to her, and he wore a dark fitted shirt and jeans. He was scanning a newspaper, but when Mia approached, he set it down and checked something on his phone.

Her heart pinged at the sight of him, and her mind went back to the incident.

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