“No,” Trevor answered, “the movie hasn’t started and I’m turning my phone off when it does.”
He listened before responding, “The company has it covered.”
The man sitting five rows in front of Trevor cocked his head slightly. He wanted to hear this conversation.
“Only one shot is all that’s needed and it’s been prearranged.”
The man turned and looked up at Trevor.
“Gotta go, the show’s about to start.”
Exasperated, Trevor hung up on his ex-wife, turning the cellphone off. The man, five rows below, quickly left to find a payphone.
“I’ve been compromised,” Yevgeny told his SVR handler.