Chapter 82: Evan, Caleb

Tuesday. Safe House. St. Petersburg, Russia.

THE EARLY MORNING HOURS crept onward and darkness still swathed the city. Evan glanced from the computer screens to Felecia sitting on the sofa. He'd made her a cup of hot chocolate in the hopes she might go back to sleep.

She was so beautiful.

Even as that thought bloomed in his mind he felt a swift jab of guilt.

He pushed it aside and continued doing his visual sweep of the feeds. He'd checked in with Kelsey and confirmed everything was fine down there.

It was quiet. Too quiet for his liking, but Kelsey said this was normal. This block didn't see any activity once it got late, which meant any traffic stuck out.

Satisfied all was well, Evan picked up his coffee and finally allowed himself to be drawn toward Felecia. She glanced up at him and smiled. Her cheeks were still rosy, her eyes a bit glassy from pleasure.

He eased down a little distance from her.

"Everything okay?" she asked.