"Uh-hunh," Miss Parker said genially, while side-stepping over to the window. She didn't fool herself that Spencer missed the movement, but she wanted to see where she was for herself--

--and okay, this didn't look anywhere near New Orleans. Jarod, you bastard, I am gonna get you for this if it is the last thing I do, she vowed. "So. Have you got a phone I can borrow?"

Because she was getting out of here as soon as Broots could get her a chopper.