If we combine our forces and take out America, peace will be restored to all women. —Comment from the Global Reporter message board Today was the day. Mia had spent the night going over the operation with Riley. It would be simple. Mia needed to act the part of the scared, naïve, lost girl Dalmy could take under her wing. Once they were alone Mia would display what a capable woman she really was and barter Dalmy for Andrew, Carter, and Nathan. Riley would watch from a distance; they’d meet up at the cabin and the five would head into Guatemala. Still, Mia was nervous. She started asking questions that had never occurred to her over the past several weeks but now seemed so pertinent. “What if they recognize me?” she asked. “I mean, my picture was everywhere as the missing girl.” “You’re not missing. You’re dead. The government removed any evidence of you. Unless those men were following the case as it unfolded you’ll be fine.” “How can they do that? How do you know that?”
