Since he had decided on the possibly unwise decision of continuing conversation with her, Nat just jumped out of the second storey window and landed on the grass in front of him with a grace that spoke to her balletic past. A past she was never going to talk about again if she had her way.

"Why are you asking? I know that you know where he is, I've read your surveillance reports."

Somewhere in Nepal currently, if things were to be believed. She kept her voice light and easy, she wasn't going to show that he had hit a sore spot, because that's probably what he intended to do.