Cleo fussed over her pearly pink dress, the dress kept riding up as she sat down at the little cafÃ© table outside the plaza. Sheâ€™d been sitting there all morning waiting for this Ethan character to show up so she could finally fallow him. The CIA had flown her all the way to this tourist trap and hadnâ€™t even given her good detail about the man. She sighed looking down at the little picture of him in her phone; she could never get past his green eyes when she looked at it. Operation Ice Heart they called it, such a stupid name she thought until she found out way they name it that.<br/><br/>Cleo looked up and scanned the area again. Then she saw him. She kept eye contact with him, he was on his way to his car when his eyes met up with hers. She smiled at him and gave a little wave of her hand. Now if she was lucky he would come and investigate her.