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"What? All I'm saying is you two do this dance."
"She is my agent."
"Yeah, she is your agent. Which is the only reason you haven't done anything with her. Your control is legendary."
Just how legendary would he think it was if he found out that you two snogged twice? And that second time, you would have fucked her in your office if you hadn't been interrupted.
I was never telling him that, ever. And we wouldn't have fucked.
If you say so.
"You're Ops Command, and she's your agent. But it doesn't mean that the rest of us can't see it, can't root for it. She'd be good for you, but that's beside the point," he added in a rush, holding his hands up.
"For fuck's sake Lock, I have a job to do."
"I know. And you’ll do it. Keep her safe in the field. We can't turn on each other. Now is not the time for that."
Maybe he was right.
Once I was settled back in the office, I had a stack of reports on my desk to look over. Saff had left me several questions. We were testing some new Kevlar suits that would be lighter than what we had now, like a shirt just woven with Kevlar. That would be excellent.
There was also a security firm outside New York, Blake Security, and they were doing some interesting things with other polymers as effective as Kevlar but ultra-lightweight. I had a meeting set up to talk to their development team in a couple of days. Then I caught sight of Tabs on one of the security cams, and everything in my body tightened as all the blood pooled to my groin.
When she knocked, I sat back. "Enter."
She barged in per her usual manner. "Where were you?"
"Oh, so you missed me?"
She scowled at me. "Where the fuck were you?"
"Was there a problem? Something you needed that Saff couldn't handle? Please God, tell me there are some things Saff couldn't handle, because I can't wait to see the look on her face when I tell her that you're the one who said it."
"Fuck off. You know Saff had everything under control. You're my fucking handler and you fucked off for a day and a half?"
Fury seethed just beneath the surface. "You recognize I'm your Ops Command, right? You can't talk to me like that. I have missions you're not part of that also require my attention."
"I recognize that, which is why I'm saying give me another handler. Someone who's fucking available."
I should give her another handler. I was too busy for this. But with everything going on with Gennifer Goode, I needed to keep an eye on the situation.
And you want to be near her.
Whatever.
"Is there something you bloody need?"
"I left you like four emails about it. I think we have a window to get into the offices of Tate Antiquities."
I had ignored her fucking emails. I was too angry to deal with her when I was on the plane. I paid more attention now. This was about work, not her busting my balls. "Oh, yeah?"
"Yeah. Tomorrow night, they're doing some kind of security upgrade. It's going to make it a lot easier for Rook to get in. So, what's the deal? Are we going in or not?"
Fuck. We did physically need to get in their offices. The firewall had been giving the tech team problems. It could be done, but it was risky, not to mention a higher likelihood of getting caught. But this was a gift from the gods. "How long have you known?"
"A couple of days ago. I ran here to tell you, but you weren't here. I called you too, but you didn't answer. And Saff had taken over for you, but she was in meetings all the fucking time. So I sent you several emails and texts."
"Yeah, I turned off my phone."
