Keith decided to do the first thing that came into his head. He kissed her.
Sarah against stopped the car. She had the speed and reflexes to break his jaw the second he moved toward her, but she didn’t. For some reason she couldn’t identify, she barely moved. His soft, moist lips touched the warm skin of her flushed cheek. It was a light kiss that barely lasted a moment. But to Sarah, it somehow seemed to last much longer. Her eyes closed without her even realizing it and she felt a moment of peace and tranquility.
Her eyes flashed open and with blinding speed she pushed him back against the car door and leveled her gun at his head. “Who are you? What did you try to do to me?” She demanded.
Keith went deathly pale and completely still. “Wha…I …I just kissed you…I, I thought…you looked …sad….” He stammered with his eyes fixed on the gun.
He cringed as suddenly leaned in. His eyes went wide with shock as she kissed him firmly on the lips and her tongue probed his mouth. Then, just a suddenly as she initiated the kiss, she broke it. She had a thoughtful expression on her face as she licked her lips. She put the car back into drive and started back down the road. “Sorry,” she said, “I thought that….never mind”
Keith was still backed up against the door. He slowly and carefully positioned himself back into his seat. “Uh, yeah…Look just forget about it okay? You can let me off at the next…”
She interrupted him, “Damn....I'm sorry, I can’t let you go yet. I know I said I had to do this on my own, but it’s for your own safety, you’ve seen too much.”
“I don’t even know what the hell it was I have seen!”
“At least one of the guys back there saw your face and you saw all of theirs. If we’re dealing with who I think we’re dealing with, then you and I are in the same boat right now.”
“You’re talking a lot, but you haven’t said anything! What’s going on? Who were those guys?”
Sarah paused for a second and said, “What the hell. You’re already in up to your neck anyway. Those guys were DHD, an offshoot of the NSA. If I were to harbor a guess as to what they were doing…I’d say they were trying finish a project of the CIA. Me.”
“DHD?”
“Department of Homeland Defense.”
“I thought that was a cabinet post.”
“Yeah, but it has its own little army hidden inside the National Security Agency. With all the problems at Los Alamos, I’d say that somebody got feed up and sent a message down the pipeline to clean up loose ends all over the place.” She shook her head. “Bastards…”
She pulled off the road and into a motel parking lot. “You got enough cash for a room with you?”
“Yeah, I think so. Why do...”
She cut him off. “Go in and rent either room 12 or 15.”
Confused and fatigued, Keith didn’t argue or ask questions. He went in and did as she said. They went inside of room 12 and Sarah shut the door and drew the shades. She tore up a corner of the carpet and pried at the floorboards with a knife. A section of the floor popped up and from it she pulled out a large briefcase.
She looked up at Keith. “Take off your clothes.”
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