Chapter 21: Erin

SUNDAY. ERBIL ROTANA, ERBIL, KURDISTAN.

ERIN TWISTED THE LONG sleeves around and around until the fabric created a vice on her forearm.

"Anything yet?" she asked.

"Nope, and they aren't going to contact us until we tell them it's time for the pickup." Riley was cool as could be. Not even the least bit phased with the knowledge that they'd been carting the enemy around with them.

"I don't understand how you're so calm." She turned around as though she could discern if any of the vehicles were following them. That wasn't her skill set. It wasn't like a vehicle would have a sign on it that said I'm following you.

"Off the record?" He glanced at her. "We did a job a couple months back where we had the guy who'd kidnapped our asset with us the whole time. We didn't suspect it. This time? I think we all had reservations about Thomas."

"What happened? On that op?"

"That's a long story." He shook his head and chuckled. She guessed that it worked out okay, but the between bits