Ice Woman Assignment by Austin Camacho

Author:Austin Camacho
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Intrigue Publishing LLC
Published: 2012-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

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It sounded loud when Barton hung up the phone, but Morgan realized it was only in contrast to the silence in the room before and after his calls. He did not speak right away, just sat looking at Felicity. Her face was blank, her body lifeless. She stared into the darkness just outside the window. Morgan wondered what she saw there.

“Well, that’s it,” Barton finally said. “I’ve talked to the agency, the FBI and just for fun, the local police. The dragnet’s about to drag over every Hispanic in the state.”

“They won’t find him,” Felicity said. “They’ve gone to ground with him, or maybe taken him to California or even back to South America by now.” She paced around the cottage’s main room in a rough figure eight pattern.

Morgan, sitting at the table, watched her closely for a clue to what was happening. He understood Felicity being depressed about losing Frederico, but this was something else. Usually, Felicity was filled with fire, like good Irish whiskey. Now her green eyes were dull and her face had lost its usual light of creative intelligence. Morgan had never seen her really at a loss before.

They had driven to a small place Barton knew for dinner and brought back take out Mexican food. The table was littered with wrappers and half eaten bits of chimichangas, burritos and tacos. Felicity had tasted everything, but eaten very little. Since dinner she had paced, as if measuring the distance the sun dropped with her tread. Now the moon was out and it looked as though she might walk the floor until dawn.

Morgan, knowing what kind of night it would probably be, had bought five more pounds of coffee when they were out. Barton had picked up a bottle of scotch. Half a bottle later, three glasses had been poured into, but only Barton’s had been emptied, and that several times. He lurched to his feet, weaving in front of Felicity.

“Look, you been doing your imitation of the mummy for half a day. You need to finish that drink.”

“Hey Red.” Morgan spoke as if Barton was not in the room. “This can go two ways. You want a hot shower and a rub down? Or, you want to make a plan to go save the kid?”

“Sure and I don’t know if we ought to…” Felicity’s voice trailed off, and Morgan saw an unfamiliar look of indecision cross her face. Morgan was ready to fight or drop it, but he understood Felicity’s emotional investment and was prepared to let it be her choice. In the past, deciding who should lead in a given situation had been easy for them, but this time Felicity was not responding as usual.

“I know what you need, baby,” Barton said, putting his glass down. He walked up to her, stared into her eyes, and put his right hand on her waist. Morgan could see Felicity was trying to smile, to be receptive. He knew this man had given her comfort in the past. They shared a gentle, tentative kiss and she pressed herself to him.

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