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at the hospital?”
    “Anatoli said he worked for a Yuri.“
    “I’ll press Anatoli for more information when I get back,” said Jim. “I’ll get him to talk.”
    “Umm…I don’t think that’s possible.”
    “Not a problem, I’ll get it alright,” said Jim in a non-wavering voice, waving his hand nonchalantly.
    She cleared her throat, “Honey, that won’t be possible. You won’t be able to get any information from him. He spoke his last words today.” Reanna glanced at Jim, then back to the road. “Sorry, but I couldn’t take the chance. He recognized me and well…I guess he just quit breathing.”
    “Uh-huh. Did you help him?”
    “Um…well a little,” she replied. “I had to. I couldn’t afford him knowing about me. It wouldn’t have been safe for either one of us.”
    “Was there a hassle?”
    “No, I just quietly put him to sleep…never to wake up of course.”
    “What did you say to him?”
    “I told him to ‘Go to hell,’ in Russian I might add. And guess what…I think he did.”
    “Well, there’s no trace of me at the motel. I was arrested for breaking and entering…nothing to do with a Russian spy.”
    “And there’s no trace of me in Anatoli’s room either,” responded Reanna.
    After a few moments of silence, Reanna said, “Oh by the way, in all the excitement I forgot to tell you about Anatoli’s weapon.”
    “What was it?”
    “It’s a Browning semi-automatic pistol with a long silencer. The silencer was longer than the barrel itself.”
    That’s a good weapon,” said Jim, nodding. “Where did you find it?”
    “In Anatoli’s car in the hospital parking lot, it was under the driver’s seat. The balance of the car was clean except for a little blood on the driver’s door and dash panel. Of course, the rear window was blown out. The magazine holds thirteen rounds but mysteriously, it only contained ten. Isn’t that surprising?” They both grinned.
    After they arrived home, Reanna said, “I think we need to start pulling back our involvement in the Agency. You have a good job at S & S Engineering and we should be happy with that.”
    Jim shook his head no and said, “Even though S & S manufactures microwaves, it’s just a front for the CIA research activity on the second floor.” He began packing his suitcase.
    Reanna crossed her arms and blew out a noisy breath. “When we quit the Agency, maybe we can settle down like normal people. A normal life like you promised me when we got married…remember?”
    “That’s my goal, hon, to settle down and enjoy life with you.”
    Jim closed and locked the suitcase, stood up and said, “I need you, Reanna. I need more of you in my life. My life seems empty when you’re not around.”
    “I feel the same way. We’re perfect for each other. Although the life we have is wonderful, I guess I just want more.”
    Jim carried the suitcase to the front door, a practice he always followed in case of an intruder. He placed the case next to the door so it would be knocked over if someone came through the door.
    “Reanna, I’m going to shower, then relax this evening. Tomorrow will be a long day.”
    “Come on, Jim, I’ll go with you, I too need a good evening.”
    As they undressed in the bedroom Jim admired Reanna’s perfect body and porcelain face. He realized how lucky he was to be married to her. She was perfect in every way and yet so dainty. Just the same, she could be a real tiger when threatened. They entered the shower, sharing the same warm water, lathering up each other’s bodies.
    “I love you, hon,” said Jim as he continued to gently apply soap suds over her silky smooth skin, then he moved behind her and soaped her abdomen but slowly lingered over her breasts. After a few moments, Reanna turned, faced Jim and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his athletic body.
    “I love you very much, Jim.” She began to rinse his body with the hand sprayer.
    Jim became excited and rose to the occasion. He was