Sitting in the car, Jeannie could not help but fidget with the hem of her dress as she looked at the passing cars and buildings out of the window. She felt too nervous. From the corner of her eye she looked at Christopher who seemed to be immersed in some file on his laptop.
She wondered if she should ask him for an explanation about what she had seen.
Had she made a mistake in trusting this man and going with him? She had been told that the mission they had been on had been classified and secretive. Even though she did not understand why a volunteer mission had to be secret, she had only breathed a sigh of relief that she was free now.
