Chapter 5
The mysterious pretty woman with watermelon pink lips and her hair pulled under a faded Yankee's cap. She slammed the door to her apartment and cursed the air into a pretty blue. She knew she should have followed the three of them, but there was nothing she could do before she received her orders from her headquarters. After what seemed for an eternity, the communicator buzzed.
"Yeah?"
She tried to sound calm, but she was really jumping underneath her tanned skin.
"Ms.Logan, is that how you're mother taught you how to answer the phone?"
She smiled and pulled her long hair down to flip it over her shoulder.
"Well, to be fair Mr.Harrison, this isn't a phone at all"
The aged man rolled his brown eyes and teased out one of Rena Logan's sultry smiles. She ran her fingers through her fingers through her coffee colored hair and rubbed her fingers in the corner of her dark lilac eyes.
"I understand you're tired Ren, but you are my surest bet for this, the other guys are just fumes"
Rena, or Ren as the other guys on the base called her, cocked her head to the side and let her pretty silky hair spill over.
"That's a damn lie and you know it. Hill and Scotts are much better equipped"
When he rolled his eyes again, Ren sighed and flickered her American flag lighter until the wick of a candle sputtered to life and sent dancing shadows around the room. She began to reach into her purse for her pack of cigarettes, but Joe Harrison's mouth puckered
"Drop the 'rettes Ren"
She sighed and reached in further but stopped with a smile on her full lips when Joe stopped her again. She gave up and tossed the packet of Camel's across the room and pouted.
"So what do you want to me do then?"
"Follow them. Don't draw much attention to yourself, just get Cage out of trouble"
Ren nodded slowly and bit on her full bottom lip. She had a calm personality and slick style, but when promoted, her nerves jittered like nothing else.
"After you get Cage safe, I want you to enjoy your time in New Zealand"
Ren was about to protest, but Joe cut her off.
"Ren, if you return to Manhattan right after Cage is in Washington, you will no longer have a job here"
Ren was about to tell Joe exactly where he could put his opinions like that, but she also knew that arguing with Joe Harrison was like fighting with a brick wall, and even though she tried once, she never wanted to do it again.
"One more day. Two tops"
She said, trying to bargain with him
"Try one more week Agent Logan, that's an order"
With a click, Joe disconnected the transmission and the small screen went blank. She suppressed a scream and reached for the packet of cigarettes again, she sat back in the chair and was about to light one of the long sticks up, but had realized that Joe had made her loose her taste for them for the night.
"Well isn't that great?"
She pulled her hair back into a messy bun and kicked off her black Italian leather shoes that were caked with mud and some other things Ren really didn't want to identify. She rested her head back on the chair and willed the dull ache in her feet to either go away, or for her feet to fall off.
"I have a life damn it, and one I'd like to get back to. He can't just sent me anywhere he likes an expect me to be fine and dandy with it. I'm a human being"
Suddenly tired, she tugged off her tailored dark blue jacket, leaving her in her black silk slacks and a simple white shirt.
"I so wanted to be a doctor"
She said to herself as she slowly undressed and pulled a sexy crimson silk teddy over he head, letting the soft silk whisper around her slim thighs. She climbed in between the cool bed sheets and closed her eyes; her long inky black lashes resting on her sweetly flushed cheeks. Her hair spread out like angel wings on the crisp white pillows and willed herself to sleep.
The mysterious pretty woman with watermelon pink lips and her hair pulled under a faded Yankee's cap. She slammed the door to her apartment and cursed the air into a pretty blue. She knew she should have followed the three of them, but there was nothing she could do before she received her orders from her headquarters. After what seemed for an eternity, the communicator buzzed.
"Yeah?"
She tried to sound calm, but she was really jumping underneath her tanned skin.
"Ms.Logan, is that how you're mother taught you how to answer the phone?"
She smiled and pulled her long hair down to flip it over her shoulder.
"Well, to be fair Mr.Harrison, this isn't a phone at all"
The aged man rolled his brown eyes and teased out one of Rena Logan's sultry smiles. She ran her fingers through her fingers through her coffee colored hair and rubbed her fingers in the corner of her dark lilac eyes.
"I understand you're tired Ren, but you are my surest bet for this, the other guys are just fumes"
Rena, or Ren as the other guys on the base called her, cocked her head to the side and let her pretty silky hair spill over.
"That's a damn lie and you know it. Hill and Scotts are much better equipped"
When he rolled his eyes again, Ren sighed and flickered her American flag lighter until the wick of a candle sputtered to life and sent dancing shadows around the room. She began to reach into her purse for her pack of cigarettes, but Joe Harrison's mouth puckered
"Drop the 'rettes Ren"
She sighed and reached in further but stopped with a smile on her full lips when Joe stopped her again. She gave up and tossed the packet of Camel's across the room and pouted.
"So what do you want to me do then?"
"Follow them. Don't draw much attention to yourself, just get Cage out of trouble"
Ren nodded slowly and bit on her full bottom lip. She had a calm personality and slick style, but when promoted, her nerves jittered like nothing else.
"After you get Cage safe, I want you to enjoy your time in New Zealand"
Ren was about to protest, but Joe cut her off.
"Ren, if you return to Manhattan right after Cage is in Washington, you will no longer have a job here"
Ren was about to tell Joe exactly where he could put his opinions like that, but she also knew that arguing with Joe Harrison was like fighting with a brick wall, and even though she tried once, she never wanted to do it again.
"One more day. Two tops"
She said, trying to bargain with him
"Try one more week Agent Logan, that's an order"
With a click, Joe disconnected the transmission and the small screen went blank. She suppressed a scream and reached for the packet of cigarettes again, she sat back in the chair and was about to light one of the long sticks up, but had realized that Joe had made her loose her taste for them for the night.
"Well isn't that great?"
She pulled her hair back into a messy bun and kicked off her black Italian leather shoes that were caked with mud and some other things Ren really didn't want to identify. She rested her head back on the chair and willed the dull ache in her feet to either go away, or for her feet to fall off.
"I have a life damn it, and one I'd like to get back to. He can't just sent me anywhere he likes an expect me to be fine and dandy with it. I'm a human being"
Suddenly tired, she tugged off her tailored dark blue jacket, leaving her in her black silk slacks and a simple white shirt.
"I so wanted to be a doctor"
She said to herself as she slowly undressed and pulled a sexy crimson silk teddy over he head, letting the soft silk whisper around her slim thighs. She climbed in between the cool bed sheets and closed her eyes; her long inky black lashes resting on her sweetly flushed cheeks. Her hair spread out like angel wings on the crisp white pillows and willed herself to sleep.