verification.”
I looked through the hotel window at the enormous city waking beneath the morning sun.
“Understood.”
“Verification phrase, please.”
I took a breath.
“Blue Lantern.”
A brief pause followed.
Then the operator said five words that changed the entire situation.
“Emergency protocol is now active.”
What my husband didn’t know was that leaving me stranded in Bangkok was about to become the smallest of his problems.
Because six years earlier, before Ethan had ever called me his wife, I had made arrangements for a situation precisely like this one.
