Chapter 908

• I hit the small hotel fitness center with Mona, the fourth member of Rachel's team. It helped. What helped more was the constant reminder that I worked with smart people. Mona's mother was dead as well, killed on an undisclosed mission with the SD when she was ten. She could understand my sense of grief and confusion.
• We didn't cry and hug. It wasn't something she could do with a man. Give a decade, or two and she might come around. Instead,
• "Thank you for Constanza," Mona said quietly to me as we exited the center.