Staring absentmindedly through the chain link fence at the tiny boat house, he realized how much he loved this place. The waves gently lapped at the sides and allowed him a few moments of serenity before his contact arrived.
It was taking longer than he expected. Pacing to the other side of the walkway he looked down the dam. He always chose this location, as it was hard to sneak up on him. Only one way in, and one way out. And if things went wrong...well, he could always throw the evidence over the side.
He heard a car door shut, and saw the long silhouette of a woman making her way towards him. She was tall, tanned and as usual wore a large red hat.
"Jon." She said smoothly.
"Carmen. Where in the world have you been?"
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