-vixen- - Alina Lopez - What Do We Do -29.01.2018-

“I have a third option,” she said softly, and dialed. End of story.

Elias reached into his jacket and placed a burner phone on the marble table between them. “There are two numbers programmed. One calls the FBI field office. The other calls a pilot in Telluride who owes me a favor. You choose.” -Vixen- Alina Lopez - What Do We Do -29.01.2018-

Alina looked at the phone, then at him. The vixen, she realized, wasn’t a file. It was a test. And this moment — this frozen second on the 29th of January — was the only honest thing he had ever given her. “I have a third option,” she said softly, and dialed

“I came because your photo of the frozen tundra — the one with the lone wolf track in the snow — made me feel something I thought I’d killed years ago.” He stepped closer, stopping just out of reach. “The file... the vixen operation... it was supposed to close last spring. But someone resurrected it. And now they think you’re the courier.” “There are two numbers programmed

“What do we do?” she whispered, not turning around.

She wasn’t supposed to be here. Neither was he.