Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai was rudely awoken the next morning by the phone ringing. he ignored it at first but picked it up the second time. He groaned and shook Alexis awake. "Three guesses who it is, and the first two don't count," he said, handing her the phone.
 
"The Director?" Alexis asked groggily. She answered the phone. "Hello, you've reached the Clark and Orlofsky residence. How may I beat you for waking me up at this infernal hour?"

"Ummm. . . I need you. Now."

Alexis sighed. "Where?"

"Beijing."

She groaned. "Not Beijing!"

"Yes, Beijing. It's important to meet your contact there."

"Will do." She hung up and lobbed the phone onto the nightstand and curled back underneath the covers.
 
"I have a contact there, and apparently it's important I meet with him," she grumbled, cuddling back into him.
 
Nikolai sighed. "I guess I'll start the coffee and equipment prep," he said, tossing on the token pair of boxers.
 
Nikolai had tested all the sound and recording equipment before returning to bed. He decided the firepower would be Alexis' job that evening.
 
Finally Nikolai felt he couldn't procrastinate any more and made another pot of coffee and eggs and bacon.
 
Alexis sighed and rolled out of bed. Her body still felt shaky. "Honey? What voltage did you have me on last night?" She called.
 
"You weren't really high, just enough to get your attention. If you touched your heels, that would have changed." he said simply.
 
"I guess we'll have to be careful then," he said, beginning to clear his plate and wash the cooking dishes. "Is there a particular strategy you would recommend?
 
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