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“One would think his passport would’ve been rescinded.”
When the man looked as though he was turning his head, Zeppelin put his hand on my cheek and kissed me. I didn’t open my eyes to see if the man was paying attention, not that he’d recognize Zeppelin or me. I’d made sure of it. Instead, my focus was on how Zep’s mouth, lips, and tongue felt against mine. God, was he good at this. It reminded me how I’d wondered what sex would be like with him after the first time we’d kissed.
He pulled back before I did, rested his forehead against mine, and whispered, “Wow.”
“Um, yeah.”
The waiter cleared his throat, and we sat back, allowing him to have better access to the table. As we watched, he set the fondue pot in the center, then placed bowls of cubed bread, pearl onions, pieces of potato, and sliced pears on either side of it. I couldn’t wait to dive in.
Zeppelin leaned in again. “Does the woman with him look familiar to you?”
I glanced over at her. “Something about her is, but I can’t place her.”
“Same.”
I was seated in a better position to surreptitiously take photos, so I snapped several of the ambassador and the woman, then forwarded them to Nemesis.
A few minutes later, the two people got up and left the restaurant.
“Nem just confirmed thatisGodwin,formerambassador to Malta. She said she’ll look into what happened with his indictment.”
“Any hits on the woman?” he asked.
I sent another message, asking, then shook my head when she said there weren’t any yet.
“Look!” I gasped when I saw Schön walking in the same direction Godwin and the woman had gone.
Macht was with her, and she had her arm through his.
“Do you think she’s tailing them?” I asked.
“Definitely.” Zeppelin pulled out his mobile and sent a message. “Ares will have the NRO triangulate our location, then pull overheads for us. We should be able to track both couples.”
He signaled the waiter for our check, then studied his mobile. “They’ve got a read on them already.”
“They’ve located the ambassador and the mystery woman?”
“They’re en route, headed in the direction of Châteaux Relais.”
My eyes opened wide. “What are the odds?”
“I’d say I’m surprised, but I’m not.” He studied the screen. “Schön and Macht are still tailing them.”
“I think it’s time you contacted Nemesis. We need a better idea of what’s actually happening with the woman,” I suggested.
We hastily paid the bill, then returned to the SUV, where Zeppelin placed a call to Nemesis. Unfortunately, she didn’t respond.
Seconds later, his mobile rang with a call from Magnet.
“How goes it with the wife?” I heard him ask when Zeppelin answered.
“Great. Best one I’ve ever had.”
Magnet laughed. “She’s sitting right there and can hear me, can’t she?”
“Every word,” Zeppelin responded. “I’m sure you didn’t call for a report on how our honeymoon is going.”
“Actually, I wanted to know what went down with Schön.”