American Intelligence by Tim Larkin

Author:Tim Larkin
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9781467936248
Published: 2011-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

Grace and Vesta escaped the crowd and stood in a private area. “That was a rough ride,” Grace said. She pulled out her ticket and saw that her plane to Moscow was boarding soon.

“I saw you climb through that wall,” Vesta admitted.

Grace gulped, “Oh?”

“How did you do that?” Vesta inquired.

“Well, I can't explain it,” Grace said. “You need to keep it a secret. Okay?”

“Of course!” Vesta promised.

“Well, I'm really sorry, but I have to go now,” Grace said.

Vesta sighed with a pout and begged, “Will I see you again?”

“I don't know, sweety. Probably not,” Grace said.

Vesta's eyes teared. She fought to keep a straight face. She yelled, “Goodbye then!” She ran away, weeping.

Grace placed her hand on her heart and watched as she ran off in the distance. Grace continued on her mission, hoping that no more hearts would be broken. She felt a vibration on her hip. “Is that a phone call?” Grace wondered. She ordered Septon to call up her cell phone. Grace answered, “Hello?”

“Are you alone?” Miss Powers asked.

“Yes,” Grace confirmed.

“We heard what happened, obviously,” Miss Powers said.

“I know,” Grace figured.

“You did an amazing job, Miss Canon. You really sacrificed yourself by standing naked out there,” Miss Powers said.

“You heard about that?” Grace asked.

“Actually, we saw it,” Miss Powers said. “The Navy sent us video.”

“What?” Grace asked.

“Don't worry. It's top secret and in American Intelligence hands. The public will never see it,” Miss Powers assured.

“I thought William wasn't going to let you call me?” Grace inquired.

“He's getting his ass handed to him by Mr. Chief right now,” Miss Powers told.

“Why?” Grace asked.

“He overrode airport security and allowed those hijackers on the plane,” Miss Powers explained.

“Oh,” Grace said.

“I'm in charge of your operation, now,” Miss Powers disclosed.

“Well, that's cool with me. But, poor William!” Grace said.

“Don't worry. I don't think he'll lose his job over this. But, it will wound his ego, big time,” Miss Powers said.

“Oh! Poor William! Be extra nice to him, okay?” Grace pleaded.

Miss Powers rolled her eyes. “He did this to himself. His ego needed a bruising.”

Grace whined, “Oh!”

“Alright! I'll try be nice to him.”

“Good!”

Miss Powers pried, “You don't like him. Do you?”

“No! No. Not at all,” Grace asserted with a giggle.

“He likes you.”

“Maybe.”

“It's not 'maybe'. It's 'fo sho', honey.”

“I guess,” Grace admitted.

“Well, I should let you go, 'Kristjana'. You've got a plane to catch.”

“Alright. Pray that I don't run in to any more terrorists, for crying out loud?” Grace requested.

“I don't have to worry about you. You have the Icelander's Kiss,” Miss Powers joked with a giggle. She disconnected the call.

“Icelander's Kiss?” Grace wondered.

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