Laynie Portland, Retired Spy by Vikki Kestell

Author:Vikki Kestell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action & adventure suspense, Christian Mystery & Suspense, Christian suspense, Christian Political Thriller, Mystery & Detective, Political, Intrigue, Danger, Suspense, International Mystery & Crime, Women Sleuths, Espionage, thriller, spy
Publisher: Faith-Filled Fiction
Published: 2019-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

SØREN THORESEN COLLECTED the mail from the big mailbox at the end of their drive. He took the driveway and front porch steps in a few strides, opened the front door and dropped the handful of envelopes, magazines, and newspapers on Kari’s desk in the corner of the living room.

“Hey, Babe! I’m home!”

“Hi! I’m in the kitchen. Lunch is almost ready.”

Shannon and Robbie were in school. Kari was assembling sandwiches for her and Søren’s lunch to go with the soup on the stove. He came up behind her and wrapped his arm about her, nuzzling her neck with his lips.

Kari relaxed into his embrace. “Mmm. That’s nice.”

“Plowed up the north ten acres this morning.”

“Mmm. Okay.”

“I put the mail on your desk.”

“Mmm. Wonderful.”

“And my stomach is empty.”

“Mmm-hmm? Mmm. Sooo nice.”

“Hollow. As in I’m starving here.”

Kari raised her head. “Just like a man to put his stomach ahead of love. Way to spoil the mood, Thoresen.”

They laughed and separated. Søren pulled dishes from the cupboard and set them out while Kari brought their lunch to the table. While they ate, they talked, laughed together, and discussed the family’s upcoming Christmas vacation in New Orleans.

They had been spending the holidays at Kari’s house on Marlow Avenue since she and Søren married. The kids, especially, enjoyed the change of pace and scenery. This year, their trip, with some planning and careful execution, would include Gene and Polly.

“I’m so glad Max can go with us,” Kari mused. “I don’t relish the day when he tells us he has other plans.”

“He has four weeks off before classes recommence in January?”

“Something like that.”

“Well, there you go. Now, I need to get back at it. Thank you for fixing lunch.”

“For you, Søren Thoresen? It’s always my pleasure.”

Kari had her own work to do each day, telecommuting from their home in Nebraska to her company’s offices in New Orleans. Once a month, she made a five-day whirlwind trip down south to meet with her staff in person.

While Søren washed up from lunch, she flipped through the mail he had stacked on her desk. She sorted it efficiently, tossing the junk, setting aside bills, glancing through newspaper headlines. By the time they received the papers, they were always a little stale—RiverBend being off the beaten track as it was. Kari was about to toss the Omaha paper into the “to-be-read” pile when she stopped and stared hard at the grainy photo on the front page under a bold headline,

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS WOMAN?

She pulled the image closer, as if “closer” would make it clearer. She called over her shoulder, “Søren?”

She read the article as fast as she could, then started over.

“Søren? Søren!”

He arrived, pulling on his work gloves. “What is it?”

“That.” She pointed. “That . . .” Kari couldn’t breathe.

“What am I looking at, Babe?”

She shook her head, still staring. “Søren . . .” She stabbed her finger at the picture again.

“Søren, that’s Laynie. That’s my sister!”

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