Chapter Ten
Cassandra & Loki
“Is Casi using a cane on your p***y?”
The two young women in the black body suits sat comfortably in the driver’s cabin of the semi parked in one of the roadside service areas of the autobahn about 30 kilometers west of Frankfurt. They studied once again the maps and printed instructions they had been given.
Casi ran a gloved finger across the detailed map of the southern part of the city and marked with a yellow pen the rendezvous drop off and pick up points, making sure that her partner agreed and then nodded to Loki.
“You show me the alternate pick-up point, Hon,” Casi said, nearly whispering although they were the only ones in the small sleeping quarters and the drivers were both inside the rest area getting coffee and sandwiches.
“Here,” said Loki q
