At the loud male voice booming from the far end of the bar, Katlin sat up straight, her hand dropping to her purse. Alex’s hand automatically went to his hip. Tonight he carried his gun in the small of his back covered by the light suit jacket.
Ruckus laughter broke out from those surrounding the big Brit who stood a little too close to Tori. Alex didn’t miss the slight nod of Kat’s tallest teammate nor the way his woman instantly relaxed. His gaze flicked to Nita and Daniel who had their heads so close together they practically touched.
Ten minutes later, Kat announced, “That’s our signal.” She pulled the straps of her purse up to her shoulder.
Grace grinned and scooted around the circular bench seat. “We need to work on Nita’s American sign language. I had to watch her hands twice to figure out what she was saying.”
As planned, the two couples left as though they were going to their hotel rooms. At the lobby they took the elevator all the way to the top then back down to the third floor where they got out and headed to the stairs. Kat cracked the door and listened for fifteen full seconds before slipping off her sandals and quietly starting down. They exited the building by a side door and circled around to meet Nita and Daniel in the small copse of woods between the resort and the Callahan compound.
Kat’s smile got bigger and bigger the closer she came to her brother. Five feet away she took a giant step and leaped into his arms. They hugged and rocked for a long moment.
Daniel finally set her on the ground. “You get prettier every time I see you.”
“I missed you, too.” She stepped back next to Alex and took his hand. “You remember Alejandro Lobo?” She introduced Alex using his given name, the one her brother would remember. “We went to high school together back in Miami.”
Daniel stared long and hard at him. Alex stared right back. At first he wasn’t sure if it was a shadow shifting or if Daniel’s cheek twitched, but a slash of white gleamed in the darkness.
“I never put it together before.” Daniel glanced at his sister. “Yes, I remember your friend Alejandro Lobo from Miami.” He shifted his gaze to Alex. “I also remember a Marine Captain Lobo who commanded a very successful mission in Guatemala.”
Alex racked his brain and studied the man’s face.
“We never ran into each other, but I was there,” Daniel reassured him.
Then it dawned on Alex. “You were the CIA contact.”
Daniel threw an arm around his little sister. “You found yourself a smart one.” He looked down at her and his eyes softened, as did his voice. “He’s a good man. So much better than that fucker you married.” He kissed his sister on the top of the head. “Come on. I’m starved. None of the bitches in the camp know how to cook anywhere near as well as Rosita.”
