[color=007236]"I was just headed out for a quick cup of coffee actually..."[/color]

They chatted as they headed a couple of blocks to the coffee shop.  Paul reassured Kat that she could certainly help him, then continued the casual chatting.  He inquired about her current charity event, and before he knew it they were at a table in a corner booth with their drinks on the way.  She was a remarkable woman, and Paul was intrigued by her.  She was also a [url=http://i.imgur.com/nCeNu39.jpg?1]stunning young thing[/url] that Paul wouldn't mind seeing laying her back below him.  

All of this was delightful to Paul, professionally so.  From the moment he'd accepted this job, he'd known that he would need to get very close to the Syndicate to get to the most protected of its members, and the easiest way to get [i]that[/i] close had always been to find a woman associated to the target: a daughter, a granddaughter ... even a wife of a member.  There had been many a woman Paul had connected with -- sexually, evenly more intimately -- who hadn't been the type he'd [i]bring home to mother[/i].  But he'd [i]gotten the job done[/i] with such women so that he could later get the [i]other[/i] job down with the target.

Kat, though?  No, Paul could easily see himself getting close to her in an effort to finish this job.  No trouble at all.  During the creation of his new ID and background, Paul had searched for such women -- single and otherwise -- amongst his Syndicate targets' families.  He'd found a dozen or so who might get him closer to one or more hard to reach targets, but when he'd come across Kat, Paul stopped looking elsewhere: she was single, attractive, socially active, and -- most importantly -- the granddaughter of a key member of the Syndicate.

"I know we've just met, Kat," Paul began after they'd spent almost half an hour, "but would you be interested in dinner one night soon?"