| Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 204 |
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Date Posted: Sunday, May 15, 07:24:49pm
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Lynuslinus
's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 204 & forward" on Sunday, May 15, 07:23:24pm
The Cessna made its way towards the Portuguese coastline; the morning sun glinting off the windscreen. Joao sat in a single large seat across from Nikita and Adrian. He grinned and reached his hand across to Nikita’s, placing his fat fingers over her slender hand.
“After landing, I’ll arrange for a car to take us to Lisbon....once there we can stay at an associate’s apartment....we can drop Adrian off at a medical clinic and have her checked. Then you and I can spend some quality time together Nikita,” he smirked.
“I appreciate the ride to Lisbon Joao, but Adrian and I will take care of ourselves....we should go direct to the international airport for a flight to Paris or London.”
“Awwwww....but we’ve spent no time together....just the two of us. And contrary to what Adrian may claim.....,” he glanced over at Adrian as she dozed peacefully next to Nikita. “......no man can please a woman like I can....no one!”
Nikita fought back a smile. “That may be true Joao, but I’m not at all interested.”
“Just who is this wonder lover Adrian referred to....Samuelle....must be French, the French are known to practice exquisite love techniques. However, I would think you might be prepared to offer me a reward for whisking you and Adrian off Madeira.....just a few hours....your body and mine, entangled in passion so overwhelming, you will never forget me.”
“I will arrange for money to be transferred to your account once we reach the mainland....money will be your only reward....other than to say thank you.”
Joao pulled his hand away and turned back into his seat. “What a total waste....you have made me very excited, and now all I face is anguish.”
Nikita closed her eyes and smiled inwardly. There is no man who will ever be a lover like Michael Samuelle.....only he could take me to places I had never been.....but....that’s ended now....I must force those memories from my mind if I am to ever find who I am.
The Cessna inched closer to the mainland of Portugal; while back on Madeira, Esperanzo sat before a computer watching a signal tracking Nikita and Adrian as they headed east towards the coast. A knock at his office door interrupted his thoughts.
“Excuse me sir....I have the final data retrieval on the implants you requested.”
“Bring it here. Are the results what we hoped for?”
“Better....that new miniature Korean explosive is working perfectly with the implanted trackers. Once the subject has reached the desired destination, we can detonate the explosive when we want.”
“Are both explosive trackers working? I don’t want anymore set-backs like my colleague, Quinn.”
“Yes sir, both are working perfectly.”
“Good. The subjects are just off the coast now,” he glanced at the computer tracker. “They are no doubt going to land at the airstrip near Vila do Bisbo. Have our men ready to follow them....but stay back the usual discreet distance.”
“And what about Joao Macedo, sir? Is he collateral?”
“Let him return to Madeira....he may serve some useful purpose in future. He probably has such a fat hard on for the blonde, he won’t be thinking straight anyway.”
Esperanzo’s assistant laughed. “Yes sir....good one.
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