PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

THE SEASON 5 Part 14. The Troubled Spy 2

"thank you. I hope your prayers happen." I smiled at his words. It seemed that he was loosening his defenses now.

"I asked for the bill first." Like I said, I paid for dinner tonight. What he gave me is more valuable than anything I think.

He's got a chauffeur as usual, this chauffeur I don't think it's just a regular chauffeur. He looks alert, I think he is indeed an important person for one of the camps. Perhaps because of his ability to embezzle money, he was well protected. Although until now we do not know what the form and how their organization.

Before long we left the restaurant and went back to the apartment I mentioned why the driver took the unusual road.

"Sir, instead of you turning right, why are you straight." I immediately asked, afraid that she and Louis were planning something.

"Tom?" Ohh, it turns out Louis doesn't know either.

"I'm checking on Mr. Just a minute." Checking what? I looked at Louis.

"What does it mean to check?"

"He's checking whether we're being followed or not. Just sit quietly let him work. No need to look back." Louis replied calmly.

Now I'm afraid of what's going on. I've never been followed by anyone.

"You have a target lately?" Suddenly he asked. How about this, what should I do. I was suspected at the restaurant.

"Actually I just took a photo today. I'm just taking photos, 'cause I'm the only one who can get through that exclusive business luncheon, I just know his name, don't know who he is."

"Who? Give me a name and a photo." Because I need his help to escape I'm telling you everything now. He knows it anyway. But he also knew I didn't hold a case seta, I knew very little about my targets and worked mostly for reconnaissance at levels that ordinary people couldn't penetrate.

I now access my phone and let him see his picture. "I just know his name is Sam Lynch, I don't know who he is or his background." He took a photo with his own camera.

"Please check who he is." Only with a short notice did he cut back on the relationship.

Soon her phone rang with a message. He skimmed.

"Well, your friend is a businessman, as well as a smuggler, from weapons to art."

"I'm not his friend, I was just told to take pictures of him having lunch with whom. Whoever he is I don't know." Louis just grimaced.

"You're not afraid of anything. You don't know once they find you spying on them, you'll end up in a nameless grave." I'm quiet, I know the risks, but I've trained with perfect alibis and covers.

"Positive sir, what do you want us to do?" Now the driver reports to him.

"Disappeared quietly to P1"

"understand." The driver put on his headset, he called his friend. A map screen lights up on the bottom dashboard as a guide. "Lord Louis' orders, disappear secretly back to P1." The map shortly afterwards shows the route.

This must be their operating system, I who have never been involved in operations like this amazed. Louis did not speak. He just focused on his phone screen letting his people work.

The car was running faster, the driver was maneuvering the overtaking, fortunately we had installed our seat belt immediately and maybe behind us there was another car that acted as an obstacle. Because the driver keeps talking to other people and arranging their positions.

"While you may not be able to return to your apartment. But they're gonna turn, because he lost track, he's gonna automatically go back to your apartment, you're gonna have to remove the temporary trail and go back to my apartment. You just stay in the guest room. Tell your liaison you're under suspicion. He'll give you the protection you need and how you should handle it. I guess while you don't stay in your apartment just yet, maybe you should go to a hotel, or your friend's house."

"Yes." Yeah." If I suspect it's safe. All this time I never got in trouble, my mission was always safe, neat, without much suspicion, only now I feel worried and unsettled.

"Did you manage to do your fieldwork?"

"Yes. I did it, but I had to go a little overboard. He even checked my phone, but I managed to take pictures of everyone. They still suspect me."

"What's wrong, he's not a person with huge resources, once you disappear he'll have a hard time finding you in this town."

"How can you be sure."

"I can guess from the files I got. After all, the one who followed you seems amateurish, he was immediately caught by Tom. Probably a single driver. But unfortunately your apartment is already in. It'll be dangerous while you come back, it's better to disappear first. True single driver Tom?"

"True Sir."

I texted Kelly, she's still in NY. He knows what he's got to do now, he's got to help me manage it. My clothes are still in my apartment, I have to have my assistant take them. Quiet all the way with my own mind.

Kelly called shortly after she received my message.

"You're where Julie is now."

"I'm with a friend, they can maneuver to eliminate the trail. I'll tell you again who my friends are. So what do I do now?"

"I'll send back-up security for you, don't worry even if he suspects you, that guy doesn't have enough resources. You just disappear, he can't track you. Are you sure you can disappear from the man who's been following you?" Kelly apparently said the same thing that Sam Lynch didn't have the resources to look for me if he lost track.

"Yes, are you sure. I have a photo shoot tomorrow afternoon, can you assist me to bring everything to the new hotel without being tracked. He had a lot of bodyguards this afternoon, you sure he didn't have the resources to track me?"

"Some of the guards were from his clients. I can, I'll arrange it. Give you your new address so I can pick you up."

"Ehm, maybe you should make sure tomorrow morning my hotel is there. And my assistant is already in the same hotel, can I have my security back-up move him tonight too? I really need my stuff."

"I'll make sure and find a hotel for you. Call your assistant to move your stuff in the basement to the hotel. It will be taken care of tonight too. Or you want security to pick you up at the hotel tonight."

"What's wrong tomorrow morning. What matters is that my hotel is ready in the morning."

The phone was finished later. Louis watched me silently think. Now I'm like a book that opens in front of him. All I can ask is that he doesn't read the pages of his book to anyone else.