Chapter 20: [20] Ensign Rivers Reporting for Duty
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One Hour Earlier...
Raven adjusted the crisp white collar of her stolen Navy uniform, the fabric stiff against her neck. The jacket fit her perfectly—almost suspiciously so—while Pierre’s sailor outfit looked like he’d raided a child’s dress-up box.
"Alright, genius." She turned to face him, hands on her hips. "One more time. What’s your job?"
Pierre tugged at the too-short sleeves of his uniform shirt. "Go to the library. Look for maritime maps. Steal whatever I can find."
"And?"
"Don’t get caught."
"Good." Raven spun around to grab her bag and immediately pressed her lips together, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.
"What?" Pierre’s voice carried a dangerous edge.
"Pfft—" The sound escaped before she could stop it. She clamped both hands over her mouth.
"You’re laughing at me."
"I’m not—pfft—I’m really not—" Another snort of laughter broke free. "Oh god, Pierre, you look..."