The buzz of the alarm breaks into Simone's sleep at precisely 0330. For a moment she does not know where she is then remembers. Certainly her body remembers that she has had more sexual activity in one night than in the past few weeks combined and some muscles are a bit out of practice and are letting her know that this morning. Devon's arm is still around her, his hand cupped about her left breast. He does not seem to have been awakened by the alarm and she gently lifts his hand and slides out of bed in an effort to let him sleep. He stirs a bit and rolls over onto his back as she stands there looking down at him. She could almost crawl back into the bed and wake him, but she needs to get moving.
It is while she is in the shower that she realizes that what she experienced last night might be the only real happiness she gets from knowing Devon. After all, she is not who she told him she is and in fact is plotting to take over the farm that employs him. Although she has had no intent here of any recon of the area, it might look like she has used him to get closer to the farm. **Damn! Why does reality have to intrude on my fantasy like this. Don't I deserve some happiness?** She turns and pads over to the bathroom to use the toilet and take a quick shower. She takes the opportunity to write "Thank You" on the steamed mirror and goes back to the bedroom to dress. She takes a scrap of paper from her purse and writes a short note. "Thank you, Devon, for such a great night. I really needed what you provided and hope that I was not too much of a disappointment. You seemed to enjoy it, so I am not too worried about that, I guess. Anyway, I hope that we can repeat this again, but if not, I want you to know that you were great. Thanks again. Simone"
She puts the note on the pillow she was using and quietly leaves the house. The runner in her remembers that he said he only has to walk a short distance to get to work and notices that the section of the roof that looks out at the farm is pretty flat and might make a good spot for a really good sniper. The walk back to the van is filled with self-doubt about what she has done, but there is little she can do about that now. She climbs in and drives off, stopping to get something to eat on the way to meet Nyx at the base. She arrives in plenty of time and waits for her companion to show.