Model Spy by Greenland Shannon

Author:Greenland, Shannon [Greenland, Shannon]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9780142408490
Publisher: Speak
Published: 2007-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

[8]

Closing my eyes, I gingerly reclined my first-class seat. The sedative TL gave me hours ago was long gone. Gone before it had had a chance to kick in. I’d never thrown up so much in my life. Two times at the ranch, once in the limo on the way to the airport, two times in the terminal, and once just now in the plane’s bathroom. And we hadn’t even taken off yet.

If I hadn’t been so nervously sick, I might have enjoyed my first time in a limo. If I didn’t need to dry-heave again, I might be embarrassed that TL, Jonathan, and David saw me hurling, as Beaker so enthusiastically put it yesterday.

And Bruiser had announced to everyone that I got the big P. Oooh. She definitely had it coming when I returned from Ushbania.

If I got back. Bad guys, national security, bombs, a kidnapping. Big-time stuff. Things might not go right. I could really screw up.

Not to worry, Audrey, my modeling instructor, had reassured me when she came by the ranch to see me off. Hives had been her main concern. Hives. I was facing the biggest fear of my life, and she was worried about some little red rashy dots.

“Miss January, are you sure I can’t get you something?”

Miss January? Oh, yeah, that’s me. My modeling name. I forced my eyelids open. The flight attendant looked more nervous than I felt. Probably thought I’d throw up all over her first-class area, and she’d have to clean it up. At least in the fancy seats they call you by your name. Even if it was a fake one.

“Miss January?”

“Ginger ale after we take off,” David answered for me.

With a nod, the attendant headed toward the back of the plane.

“How’s she doing?” Jonathan whispered from across the aisle.

“She’ll make it.” David retrieved a blanket from the overhead bin. He tucked it in around me, then sat back down.

Funny how a tucked-in blanket can make a person feel better. Like armor protecting against the bad stuff. The bogeyman in a dark orphanage, shadows in an unknown foster home, or plain emptiness in my first dormitory . . .

Shaking off my momentary walk into the past, I concentrated on the here and now.

Jonathan, David, TL, and I were dressed and acting our roles for the mission. TL gave us fake passports with matching false IDs. We each had memorized our made-up backgrounds. That made twice for me in the past few months. Once when the IPNC recruited me and I became Kelly Spree/GiGi, and again for this mission.

My new modeling name? Jade January. Ridiculous or what? The IPNC actually employed a person who made up false IDs. What a job. Guess there’re a lot of secret agents on missions if someone works all day creating their fake backgrounds.

In between worrying over hives and posture, Audrey picked out clothes and packed for me. She dressed me in knee-length, brown suede boots and a thigh-length, crème sweater dress. At the last second,

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