Sunday. Task Force Headquarters, Washington, DC.
JAMIE OPENED HIS FRONT door, more to stop the pounding than because he was ready to see people today. Harper and Evan stood on the other side, dressed in slacks and Aegis Group stitched polos for today's meeting.
"Who did you spend the night with?" Harper grinned and leaned his forearm on the entry.
"No one." That was part of Jamie's problem.
"You ready yet? Or do you need to primp a bit more, princess?"
"Fuck you." Jamie glanced around, searching for his keys.
"What time did you get home?" Evan asked. "We came by to see if you wanted to grab dinner, but your truck was gone."
"Because we were in the lab until midnight. My God damn brain is mush." Jamie understood why Tabby was adamant about going with regardless of how they were going to get the shipment.
"It took you that long to figure out you should always cut the blue wire?" Harper stepped inside and snagged Jamie's keys off the recliner seat cushion.