"That's certainly a good plan, but I absolutely won't agree if you're the one going into danger!"
"I can't trust sending another woman. If she makes even the slightest mistake, everything will be for nothing. Quentin, you have to support me," she continued. "Your job is to find information and a photo of the woman he loved who died."
"You want to get plastic surgery?"
Nora Ainsworth wrapped her arms around his neck. "This face has always been my own. It's a gift from my parents, and I have no right to change it. I have another way. Just get me the photo and the information. I'll handle the rest."
Seeing her firm resolve, he had no choice but to agree.
"Nora, I'm afraid…"
