The Face-Changers (Jane Whitefield Novels) by Thomas Perry

Author:Thomas Perry
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Adventure fiction, Mystery & Detective, Jane (Fictitious character), Buffalo (N.Y.), Fiction, Psychological, Mystery fiction, Women Sleuths, Thrillers, Suspense, Whitefield, Cultural Heritage, Seneca Indians, Espionage, Indian women
ISBN: 9780804115407
Publisher: Ivy Books
Published: 1999-03-29T05:31:10+00:00

Chapter 22

The electric alarm clock gave an insistent high-pitched chirping sound, and the woman rolled over to reach for it, her long black hair streaming behind her on the pillow. She turned it off and listened to the sounds of cars and trucks moving on the street below the window: New York. She squinted at the display on the clock. It was three A.M. She slipped out of bed quietly, then padded across the carpet to the bathroom, closed the door, and stepped into the shower. The warm water came out in a hundred hard jets and made her skin feel alive again.

She could not possibly have had more than two hours of sleep, but she was already alert.

She emerged from the bathroom with one of the hotel’s big soft towels wrapped around her, and saw that the man was just sitting up in the bed. His voice was hoarse when he said, “It’s still dark. What time is it?”

She moved closer and smiled down at him apologetically.

“It’s three-fifteen. I’m sorry, but this is part of the game, too.

When you have to travel, you try to do it in the dark when nobody else is likely to see you.”

He reached out and grasped her hand, then gave a gentle tug that made her sit on the bed. She let him kiss her neck.

“That’s all,” she announced, and stood up. Her eyes softened.

“It was wonderful. But if you make me forget I have to get you out of here on time, then it won’t happen again. The flight to Morocco leaves at six, so you’d better get in the shower.” He swung his legs to the floor, rubbed his eyes, then ran his hand through his hair, stood up, walked to the bathroom, and closed the door.

She waited until she heard the shower running, then opened her suitcase. She pulled out a blue skirt and jacket and put them on, then reached to the bottom of the other section and took out the clothes that she had selected for him.

As she spread them on the bed, she studied them critically.

The gray suit looked surprisingly good. It had been bought at a thrift shop in Chicago. The shoes had been picked up in a big discount chain store in North Carolina, and the shirt had been left behind by another runner months ago. It was just the right sort of outfit. Tracing it would lead a person in all directions at once. She heard the shower stop, waited a minute, then went to knock on the door.

“David?”

He swung the door open, took the toothbrush out of his mouth, and said, “Change your mind?” She rolled her eyes. “Afraid not. It’s nearly three-thirty. We have to be outside in about fifteen minutes.” David dried himself briskly as he walked out of the bathroom. He looked at the unfamiliar clothes she had laid out for him, then picked up the suit. “Where in the world did you pick these up?” He tossed the coat back on the bed and stepped into the pants.

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