"Because your sniper on the balcony? He's asleep. My tranquilizer darts have chamomile extract. Very calming." She tilted her head. "And the chip you're holding? A decoy. The real one is inside the pawn you pawned off to your mistress last night."
Izzy stepped from the shadows. "Loud gets you killed. Quiet gets you the chip." tajni agent izzy
Amateurs , she thought.
Her mission, should she choose to accept it (she already had), was to retrieve a stolen memory chip hidden inside a cursed, antique chess piece. The piece was about to change hands between a corrupt Interpol liaison and a Balkan arms dealer known as "The Collector." "Because your sniper on the balcony
"You're giving it to me," she said. It wasn't a question. she thought. Her mission