“Then your mission has been successful?"
“Obviously. Then we can finish this and I can get on with my life."
“You still insist you are leaving?"
Madison sighed. She'd been arguing with him for a year. “Yes. Listen to my words carefully. I. Am. Leaving. I want a life. A normal life."
“What do you know of normal life?"
What did she know about normal life? Her father a spy? Her husband a spy? The spy game was all she'd known. What would she give to have a white picket fence and two kids?
“Not much but I'd like to find out."
“Didn't you try that once with Charlie?"
“Yes, but I think I can pick better this time."
“Sounds like you've already picked. You think he's going to understand that you lied to him."
“I'm going to try to make him understand. Even if he doesn't, I'm out. I have ot
