He Shoots She Yaps
Agent Stacy Meadows placed the kid in the back seat of the car, buckled her up and only just avoided slamming the door. Stacy was boiling mad. Leaning against the front of the gray base model vehicle she called the duty officer of the diplomatic protection corps. ‘Fred, it’s Stacy Meadows at the airport. I’ve picked up the Japanese Ambassador’s 8-year-old but Robyn’s a no show. The stupid bitch won’t answer her phone. What now?’ Deputy operations commander Fred Apple coughed and said, ‘Don’t...