The line for the register moved forward a little and Nikita moved forward with it, which allowed her to put just a little bit of extra space between her and the man who apparently spoke with two voices and two personalities. She'd thought that only happened in bad movies.

"If that's easiest. Not like anyone's going to get out an atlas and make you point to somewhere. Honestly you could just lie and no one would know the difference."

She shrugged. If he chose to lie, that was his decision. She had lied about a lot of things in her life. Less so now, if she could.