Back in Carmel after an abalone dinner, Natasha presented
her reason being there.
"As you have heard from your firm,
the largest oil pool ever discovered is in the middle east.
Our countries have come to the conclusion that it will
present a monumental Global monopoly and we can't afford
that to happen. It will be a dominant economical upset
to us. We have to blow it up in order not to implicate
our countries. We've been told to work on our own as Eric
was told."
At this point Eric interrupted Natasha.......
"We are creating a team of three and using the code name,
TROIKA The success of operation will depend on our
synchronized work with each other. The training will
begin tomorrow and will be conducted in the sand
dunes 40 miles south. So ladies let's pack for tonight."
The door bell rang.
"Lori go see who the late guest is. Take your 9 mm Glock in case," Eric said smiling. (Lori always carried her mod. 19 Glock with 15 rounds)
"Oh my goodness. What brings you here Jef. You're looking
for a job?" she asked a tall lean masculine man kiddingly. She
hugged him and planted a kiss. "Come in Jef, and meet our
friend Natasha."
Natashas eyes appraised the handsome
stranger, licking her lips as they were introduced. "Jef, did
director sent you to spy on us," Eric asked laughingly.
"No, Jef replied. "He feels that your team is too weak after all.
You and I received the same training with the exception of
your Special."
After few drinks Lori took Eric's hand and
suggested to Eric that he follow her. It's time for bed."
Natasha wanted to stay and chat with Jef. Both had heard about each other but had never met. They placed pillows
on a thick Kerman rug by the fireplace and sipped
on cognac while chatting. It seemed they were fascinated by
each other.
"Glad I took this assignement, so far so good,"
Jef said, kissing Natasha's perfumed ear.
