Robyn

She looked over the plan, then all the data that had been gathered; most of it supplied by her new employer, but the last few scraps of information she had acquired herself, while disguised as a tourist.

"Well?" her employer asked expectantly.

She shook her head. "No. It won't work."

He glared at her. "That's not the answer I expected from you."

"You mean, it's not what you wanted to hear," she shot back. "But the truth is, you've too many variables in this scheme; if just one of them goes wrong, it will all fall down around your ears!"