A mail notification lit up the screen of his phone and Jean rolled his eyes. He knew Laura was super diligent and adept at her work and that was why she'd been hired in the first place. But that was too fast, even for her.
He got up and discarded the towel to change into a black robe and some boxer shorts instead, and just as he was about to reach for the hotel phone to order some dinner, his phone rang again.
It was Mike.
Jean picked up immediately. "Yes?"
"We've found the target, Sir. She stays with two other women at The St. Regis Rome resorts. They use two suites. Hers is suite 209, 14th floor. I've texted you the other details."
"Good job, Mike."
"Thank you, Sir." Mike responded, a smile in his voice. It was rare to get compliments from Jean Haverton, and even though he was being complimented over something so trivial, he reveled in it anyways.
