search warrant for a place in Canada. Arresting him isn’t going to be a simple matter. If I’m going to identify him, I need to be in the building while he’s online. I’ll sniff his computer to locate the room, then we can go—”
“That’s going too far, Kate. It’s risky enough just walking through the building. But going into his room…”
“He, or she, doesn’t have a clue who we are. We could…” Kate’s eyebrows rose and her blue eyes lit up. “We need a cover story. Let’s see…it’s June. We can pretend to be there on our honeymoon. It’s the perfect cover because you’re…well…and I’m, uh—”
“You must really want me dead. Even if we survive Whistler, your granddad will find out about our honeymoon and kick my head off. Then your mom will shoot me. Or so you’ve told me.”
“Shoot you? Probably not. Mom is a karate expert, too.”
“So I noticed out behind Key Arena. Will you tell them about us going to Whistler?”
“So you are coming?”
“Yeah. I’m coming.” He let out a blast of air. “Kate…you know, no girl…uh, woman has ever talked me into as many things I didn’t want to do as you have in the last couple of days.”
“Consider it good preparation for marriage.” Kate’s grin morphed to a smile, a smile that highlighted the beautiful features on an incredibly beautiful face.
She didn’t seem to be the devious, manipulative type, nevertheless he felt manipulated. Probably by his own right brain. “Kate this is a pretend honeymoon, isn’t it?”
Kate burst out laughing. “What do you think?”
“Doggone it, Kate. You throw so much baloney at me I’m never sure what you really mean.”
“The baloney isn’t the wurst.” Kate’s crooked smile gave her an impish look.
Bad puns and all, life with Kate Brandt, no matter how long or short it turned out to be, would never be dull.
She hooked his arm with hers. “Come on, Josh, we’ve got a honeymoon to plan.”
9
Katie became lost in her plans to gain access to the terrorist’s computer. Her netbook computer would fit inside her mid-sized purse. She could leave her laptop in the car for a backup.
Josh put his hand on her arm, ending her musings. “What about hacking this guy’s machine without going into his room?”
She took his hand. “If he’s online, I can probably do that. The main unanswered question is how long will it take for me to hack in?”
“Kate, now that we know our technical approach, how do we pull off this honeymoon charade?”
“You just dress casual, but nice. A nice pair shorts and the most expensive sport shirt you own. I’ll make myself look like a blushing bride. It will be fun. Oh, if you’ll drive, I’ll pay for the gas.”
“What time should I pick you up in the morning? And remember, we’re having dinner at your house tomorrow evening, Saturday night at the inquisition.”
“Pick me up at 5:00 AM. We can easily get home by 6:00.”
“5:00. That will put us up there around 8:30 AM.”
“According to the messages we intercepted, that’s about the time our operational commander corresponds with the big kahuna in Iran. And, Josh?”
“Should I be worried?”
“I was only going to say, that if things go smoothly, I’ll have a surprise for you.”
“You rented the honeymoon suite?”
Her face grew warm, probably red. “Fat chance of that.” At least Josh was beginning to tease her, too. All in all, it was a good sign. But… “No. I’ll go online and get tickets for us to ride to the top of Whistler peak. You can’t go to Whistler without riding to the top of the mountain.”
“This is the second or third time you mentioned spending a good chunk of cash. Aren’t grad students supposed to be poor as church mice? What gives?”
“Can you keep a secret?”
He gave her the lip zipping sign.
“I’m doing a little moonlighting, two small contracts with DHS. Now they want to give me a clearance and a job.”
“But
“That’s going too far, Kate. It’s risky enough just walking through the building. But going into his room…”
“He, or she, doesn’t have a clue who we are. We could…” Kate’s eyebrows rose and her blue eyes lit up. “We need a cover story. Let’s see…it’s June. We can pretend to be there on our honeymoon. It’s the perfect cover because you’re…well…and I’m, uh—”
“You must really want me dead. Even if we survive Whistler, your granddad will find out about our honeymoon and kick my head off. Then your mom will shoot me. Or so you’ve told me.”
“Shoot you? Probably not. Mom is a karate expert, too.”
“So I noticed out behind Key Arena. Will you tell them about us going to Whistler?”
“So you are coming?”
“Yeah. I’m coming.” He let out a blast of air. “Kate…you know, no girl…uh, woman has ever talked me into as many things I didn’t want to do as you have in the last couple of days.”
“Consider it good preparation for marriage.” Kate’s grin morphed to a smile, a smile that highlighted the beautiful features on an incredibly beautiful face.
She didn’t seem to be the devious, manipulative type, nevertheless he felt manipulated. Probably by his own right brain. “Kate this is a pretend honeymoon, isn’t it?”
Kate burst out laughing. “What do you think?”
“Doggone it, Kate. You throw so much baloney at me I’m never sure what you really mean.”
“The baloney isn’t the wurst.” Kate’s crooked smile gave her an impish look.
Bad puns and all, life with Kate Brandt, no matter how long or short it turned out to be, would never be dull.
She hooked his arm with hers. “Come on, Josh, we’ve got a honeymoon to plan.”
9
Katie became lost in her plans to gain access to the terrorist’s computer. Her netbook computer would fit inside her mid-sized purse. She could leave her laptop in the car for a backup.
Josh put his hand on her arm, ending her musings. “What about hacking this guy’s machine without going into his room?”
She took his hand. “If he’s online, I can probably do that. The main unanswered question is how long will it take for me to hack in?”
“Kate, now that we know our technical approach, how do we pull off this honeymoon charade?”
“You just dress casual, but nice. A nice pair shorts and the most expensive sport shirt you own. I’ll make myself look like a blushing bride. It will be fun. Oh, if you’ll drive, I’ll pay for the gas.”
“What time should I pick you up in the morning? And remember, we’re having dinner at your house tomorrow evening, Saturday night at the inquisition.”
“Pick me up at 5:00 AM. We can easily get home by 6:00.”
“5:00. That will put us up there around 8:30 AM.”
“According to the messages we intercepted, that’s about the time our operational commander corresponds with the big kahuna in Iran. And, Josh?”
“Should I be worried?”
“I was only going to say, that if things go smoothly, I’ll have a surprise for you.”
“You rented the honeymoon suite?”
Her face grew warm, probably red. “Fat chance of that.” At least Josh was beginning to tease her, too. All in all, it was a good sign. But… “No. I’ll go online and get tickets for us to ride to the top of Whistler peak. You can’t go to Whistler without riding to the top of the mountain.”
“This is the second or third time you mentioned spending a good chunk of cash. Aren’t grad students supposed to be poor as church mice? What gives?”
“Can you keep a secret?”
He gave her the lip zipping sign.
“I’m doing a little moonlighting, two small contracts with DHS. Now they want to give me a clearance and a job.”
“But
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