Although disappointed by outward appearances, she knew that Roger was the real deal and that meetings of their kind were always low-key affairs. If she didn't know better, she would have thought the men in that room were there to sell each other Amway. Still, as she lied there, she wondered why Roger made the gesture at all – especially since he knew their answer in advance. Maybe he still cared for the men he used to call friends; maybe he was just fulfilling his wife's request. In either case, she jumped a little when she heard a knock at the door at 4:00 A.M. Val jumped up from bed and rushed to the door, neglecting to cover her nakedness. It was Roger. “Did you hear anything?” she asked. He held up his phone: the message was just a string of digits – the coordinates to their base. “We have to move.” “Let me get dressed.” A moment later she appeared, ready to follow Roger anywhere.
