Inside Man (Project Kobra Book 2) by Tracy Cooper-Posey

Author:Tracy Cooper-Posey [Cooper-Posey, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Spy Thriller
Publisher: Stories Rule Press
Published: 2019-07-24T18:30:00+00:00

[13]

Saint-Donat-sur-l’Herbasse, Drôme, France.

The fastest route to Saint Marcellin was via the A49, so of course Kelsey refused to take it. Saint Marcellin was less than an hour north-east of Valence. Instead, she set out in a northerly direction, using the D1092, which looped in a big, almost square arc through Saint-Donat-sur-l’Herbasse, to cross the A49, then take another shallow arc south of the A49 up to Saint Marcellin.

Cain found it amusing that she presumed without question that she would drive. After a few minutes of watching her behind the wheel, he relaxed. She was a competent driver. No over-steering, but not timid about using inertia and speed to get her around curves…and there were many curves in the secondary road, as it wound its way through the pre-Alps countryside.

“Saint Marcellin is a bottleneck,” Cain observed, as he studied the map on the burner phone. “No matter what route we take, it passes through there.”

“Just keep your eye on the tracker tile,” Kelsey replied. “As long as Zima stays in Valence, it doesn’t matter.”

Cain switched apps. “He’s still there,” he confirmed. He put the phone in the cup holder and settled back. “Maybe trying to figure out his next move?”

“As far as he knows, we didn’t make it to Valence. He’ll be thinking hard and consulting whatever sources he has. The tile will tell us if he’s found anything.”

The journey to Saint Marcellin was without incidence and they arrived in the small town shortly after three. Zima was still in Valence and Kelsey relaxed when Cain showed her the tracker app.

“I’m starving,” she declared, as she wheeled the Renault into the parking lot beside a restaurant featuring Swiss cuisine and Alpine décor.

The place was a tourist trap. He had zero hope they would have anything healthy on the menu. “When are you not hungry?” Her capacity for junk food astonished him.

She scowled. “I need to check in, anyway.”

He couldn’t dispute that.

The interior of the restaurant featured wood paneling, raw beams, colorful porcelain beer steins with silver handles and lids, and pictures of women in dirndls with rosy cheeks and blonde plaits. The waiter showed them to a table in the middle of the big room, which Kelsey refused and asked for a booth at the edge, instead.

While Cain sorted through the slim number of options on the menu, Kelsey set up the heavy duty laptop on the table between them and frowned at the screen. It was why she had wanted the booth. There was no chance of anyone reading the screen over her shoulder.

He settled on a safe, banal chicken breast and salad and put the menu to one side. “You’ve made a choice already?” he asked her.

“Oh, they’ll have a burger of some sort,” Kelsey said absently.

“And fries, too, right?”

“And gravy,” she added.

Cain grimaced. “I guess it’s your gut you’re compromising.”

She glanced at him, the crystal green eyes cool. “You’re a fine one to talk about nutrition abuse. Did you eat a single healthy meal in the years after the Olympics?”

“That was an exception.

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