Hayden glanced quickly to the door. For a moment he couldn't place the man
standing with the Host, but it wasn't long before he realized why Sydney
had exited so quickly. Though he knew very little about Sark, Hayden knew
that his involvement could bring down their entire operation. But the real
question was: Why was Sark in Paris? As much as Hayden desired to find out,
he sat calmly as the Host led Sark to the table where the nervous man sat.
From where he sat Hayden had a perfect view of the two men.
Sark shook that other man's hand before taking a seat across from him in the booth. They talked in hushed tones, and Hayden tried desperately to look inconspicuous. This was rather hard, because with Sydney gone he was simply sitting there facing the booth where Sark and his companions sat, and down absolutely nothing but sipping his water and looking around. Luckily Sydney was thinking and a moment later Hayden's cell phone rang. He answered it quickly.
"Hello."
"What's happening?"
"Hey, how are you. Where you at?"
"I'm in the bathroom. I assume Sark is here to meet out fidgety friend."
"Yeah, Yeah that sounds about right."
"I can't come back out there so you have to figure out what the two of them are up to."
"Are you sure the guys wouldn't know anything about that?"
It took Sydney a moment to decode what Hayden was trying to say.
"I'll call Kendall immediately and find out what Sark's up to. Stay put."
With that she hung up the phone, leaving Hayden to cover.
"Oh yeah, that sounds great..Okay, see ya then. Bye." He ended the call and put the phone back in his pocket. A few moments later the waitress came back over.
"Your food should be up momentarily. Can I get you anything else?"
"Umm, no thank you I'm fine. Actually you know what. I'm really hungry do you think there might be an appetizer you could bring me."
"Absolutely Sir. I'll bring something out right away."
Hayden wasn't sure about this, but he figured he should delay the dinner as long as possible to keep his unaccompaniment unnoticed.
Within a minute Hayden's cell rang again.
"Hello."
"Yes Hello Sir."
"Hayden, the CIA doesn't know anything about Sark. They say he shouldn't even be in Paris. He'd supposed to be in Morocco."
"Yes Sir, we made it to Paris just fine. The flight was a little bumpy but."
"And get this the man Sark's with is Ivan Vynar, a Ukrainian Intelligence officer."
"Yes sir we're totally prepared. We're going to go through the presentation again tonight."
"Kendall wants us to ignore Sark, he says he'll have a team pick him up when he tries to leave Paris. In the mean time we just have to wait until he leaves."
"No I'm sorry sir, but she's in the bathroom."
"Give me a call when Sark leaves."
"Hold on one second Sir, I think she might be on her way out now." He paused. Sark had just handed his friends a small manila envelope, and was beginning to stand up.
"Yes Sir. I'll have her call you. It'll only be a minute."
"Clear?"
"Yes, sir just a minute. Bye."
Hayden watched as Sark made his way to the door and left. He waited a few seconds before dialing Sydney's number. Once the call was connected he hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. Thirty seconds later, Sydney came walking out of the bathroom, looking refreshed and happy.
"I was afraid you got lost." Hayden laughed as Sydney sat down across from him. Hayden watched over her shoulder as the man in the booth put Sark's package in the breast pocket of his coat.
"Anything exciting happen while I was gone?" She said raising her eyebrows.
"Not a thing dear, just a few phone calls. Oh, and we have a package to pick up." He smiled still keeping an eye on the man behind her.
"Oh really from who?" She said taking a sip of wine. "Our friend from work. He said about 12 o'clock." Hayden said motioning slightly to the man in the booth.
"Oh okay, where did he leave it?" She said smiling.
"Well it's near and dear to his heart, so I'm sure he left it at the desk." He said smiling even more broadly than Sydney. She nodded faintly and then glanced quickly behind her. The man in the booth was preparing to leave. Hayden watched him closely as he paid, and then stood. Sydney took a sip of her wine and began to cough. As the man was just passing Sydney and headed toward the door, Hayden stood up quickly. "Honey are you okay?" He said loudly bumping into the man as he tried to pass. Hayden kept his wine glass in his hand and as he bumped into the man he spilled wine on the front of his shirt. "Oh my god I'm so sorry." Hayden said grabbing a napkin. The man was obviously so nervous he could barely speak.
"Oh Sir it's okay." He said trying to keep moving. From where Hayden was standing he completely blocked the man's path, and Sydney quickly gabbed a napkin and handed it to him.
"Here honey." She said coughing a little.
"Here let me help." Hayden said dabbing the wine on the man's shirt.
"You'll have to forgive my husband. He's a total klutz." Sydney said catching the man's attention. As he looked to Sydney Hayden quickly swiped the package from his breast pocket and concealed it under the napkin.
"Thank you sire, Ma'am. I must go now." The man quickly nodded and hurried off. Hayden looked at Sydney and nodded. She smiled a small smile before retaking her seat. As he sat down Hayden noticed just how big of a scene they had caused. But soon the waitress came over and refilled his wine glass, and soon after that their appetizers, and dinner came.
Sark shook that other man's hand before taking a seat across from him in the booth. They talked in hushed tones, and Hayden tried desperately to look inconspicuous. This was rather hard, because with Sydney gone he was simply sitting there facing the booth where Sark and his companions sat, and down absolutely nothing but sipping his water and looking around. Luckily Sydney was thinking and a moment later Hayden's cell phone rang. He answered it quickly.
"Hello."
"What's happening?"
"Hey, how are you. Where you at?"
"I'm in the bathroom. I assume Sark is here to meet out fidgety friend."
"Yeah, Yeah that sounds about right."
"I can't come back out there so you have to figure out what the two of them are up to."
"Are you sure the guys wouldn't know anything about that?"
It took Sydney a moment to decode what Hayden was trying to say.
"I'll call Kendall immediately and find out what Sark's up to. Stay put."
With that she hung up the phone, leaving Hayden to cover.
"Oh yeah, that sounds great..Okay, see ya then. Bye." He ended the call and put the phone back in his pocket. A few moments later the waitress came back over.
"Your food should be up momentarily. Can I get you anything else?"
"Umm, no thank you I'm fine. Actually you know what. I'm really hungry do you think there might be an appetizer you could bring me."
"Absolutely Sir. I'll bring something out right away."
Hayden wasn't sure about this, but he figured he should delay the dinner as long as possible to keep his unaccompaniment unnoticed.
Within a minute Hayden's cell rang again.
"Hello."
"Yes Hello Sir."
"Hayden, the CIA doesn't know anything about Sark. They say he shouldn't even be in Paris. He'd supposed to be in Morocco."
"Yes Sir, we made it to Paris just fine. The flight was a little bumpy but."
"And get this the man Sark's with is Ivan Vynar, a Ukrainian Intelligence officer."
"Yes sir we're totally prepared. We're going to go through the presentation again tonight."
"Kendall wants us to ignore Sark, he says he'll have a team pick him up when he tries to leave Paris. In the mean time we just have to wait until he leaves."
"No I'm sorry sir, but she's in the bathroom."
"Give me a call when Sark leaves."
"Hold on one second Sir, I think she might be on her way out now." He paused. Sark had just handed his friends a small manila envelope, and was beginning to stand up.
"Yes Sir. I'll have her call you. It'll only be a minute."
"Clear?"
"Yes, sir just a minute. Bye."
Hayden watched as Sark made his way to the door and left. He waited a few seconds before dialing Sydney's number. Once the call was connected he hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. Thirty seconds later, Sydney came walking out of the bathroom, looking refreshed and happy.
"I was afraid you got lost." Hayden laughed as Sydney sat down across from him. Hayden watched over her shoulder as the man in the booth put Sark's package in the breast pocket of his coat.
"Anything exciting happen while I was gone?" She said raising her eyebrows.
"Not a thing dear, just a few phone calls. Oh, and we have a package to pick up." He smiled still keeping an eye on the man behind her.
"Oh really from who?" She said taking a sip of wine. "Our friend from work. He said about 12 o'clock." Hayden said motioning slightly to the man in the booth.
"Oh okay, where did he leave it?" She said smiling.
"Well it's near and dear to his heart, so I'm sure he left it at the desk." He said smiling even more broadly than Sydney. She nodded faintly and then glanced quickly behind her. The man in the booth was preparing to leave. Hayden watched him closely as he paid, and then stood. Sydney took a sip of her wine and began to cough. As the man was just passing Sydney and headed toward the door, Hayden stood up quickly. "Honey are you okay?" He said loudly bumping into the man as he tried to pass. Hayden kept his wine glass in his hand and as he bumped into the man he spilled wine on the front of his shirt. "Oh my god I'm so sorry." Hayden said grabbing a napkin. The man was obviously so nervous he could barely speak.
"Oh Sir it's okay." He said trying to keep moving. From where Hayden was standing he completely blocked the man's path, and Sydney quickly gabbed a napkin and handed it to him.
"Here honey." She said coughing a little.
"Here let me help." Hayden said dabbing the wine on the man's shirt.
"You'll have to forgive my husband. He's a total klutz." Sydney said catching the man's attention. As he looked to Sydney Hayden quickly swiped the package from his breast pocket and concealed it under the napkin.
"Thank you sire, Ma'am. I must go now." The man quickly nodded and hurried off. Hayden looked at Sydney and nodded. She smiled a small smile before retaking her seat. As he sat down Hayden noticed just how big of a scene they had caused. But soon the waitress came over and refilled his wine glass, and soon after that their appetizers, and dinner came.