Elizabeth's head snapped up when she heard a voice in her head. Voices in her head weren't unusual, but they were either at her prompting or were ones she knew. This was a new one. That was an unwelcome development. She was fairly certain that she wasn't actually insane, just mildly sociopathic. She'd raided the minds of a couple of therapists to learn about such things to try and work out if she was crazy and while she might be, she thought it unlikely. Which meant that someone could get into her head. Which meant that her head wasn't as secure as she'd thought. Her eyes narrowed.

On the other hand, she mused as she mentally commanded James to pull the car over. A twist in her head to change the sound of her mental voice and another to place her in the head and Amanda before, [i]That could work. Where and when?[/i] Her mental voice came out as a gruff male.

Another mental command sent the car back into motion. She would need someone to send to the meet. Preferably someone she'd never need again. Just in case. Well, there was an almost limitless supply of people in London alone. And enough of them would be able to afford to fly somewhere at need. And some of those could even disappear without drawing so much attention that things could become awkward.