Cait picked up her small suitcase, closed the door to her apartment and went and joined Dom who was waiting in the Santini Air Jeep.
"How are you sweetheart?" smiled Dom, trying to appear cheerful.
"About the same as you I reckon Dom. Did you get much sleep?"
"Couple of hours in the chair Cait. You?"
"Same I guess."
Not much more was said on the way to Michael's office. There was no need. Each knew how the other was feeling, but no amount of worrying was going to help Hawke. Cait was praying that Michael had some answers for them or at least a decent plan.
Cait and Dom were shown into Michael's office.
"Cait. Dom, thanks for coming" said Michael
"What do you have for us Michael?" asked Dom.
"As I said to Cait yesterday, we think we have found a way to get someone into Antonov's house."
"That someone being Cait" said Dom placing his hands on his hips. "Is it safe?"
"You know I can't answer that Dom, but I'm not going to make Cait do anything she doesn't want to!"
"Dom, I'm doing whatever it takes, it's OK." smiled Cait briefly at Dom trying to reassure him that she was fine with whatever Michael suggested.
"Antonov is hiring cleaners, and we've got you an interview Cait. Overnight, my team have been creating a whole new identity for you." Michael walked to his desk and picked up an envelope. "In here is everything you will need. Driver's licence, passport and some details of your past."
Cait took the passport out of the envelope and opened it.
"Roberta. OK, I like it." said Cait. Seeing her new name. "So, what happens next Michael?"
"Next you attend your interview, and you do whatever is necessary to get the job Cait. Antonov is a ladies man, maybe you can use that to your advantage, if you have too. I mean we don't even know if he will be there for sure."
"I've said I will do whatever it takes Michael, and I will" replied Cait
Dom stood staring at Cait with a worried expression on his face.
"I don't like this Michael."
"Dom, if there was any other way, we would take it. We literally have no idea where they are likely to be holding Hawke, no idea at all."
Michael walked back to his desk and opened the drawer, taking out a small box. Opening it he showed Cait the contents. It was a button from a coat. One of the chunky, fabric covered ones.
"In this button Cait is a listening device. You need to find somewhere to place it. If you are searched no one should question a button in your purse and anyway I am sure you could come up with an explanation if you needed one." said Michael
"Sure, no problem Michael." replied Cait
"Cait we'll fly you back to Colorado in time for your interview, but you'll only have the time it takes to get there to learn all about your new identity Cait. Is that enough time?"
"Sounds like it will have to be Michael" shrugged Cait
"And what do you want me to do Michael?" asked Dom
"Stand by. We may need the Lady."