"That's it," said Cade. "If I think of anything else, I've got your number."
"Okay, thanks. Put Angel back on."
Cade handed the phone back to Mandi and heard Alan say in a rather intense
tone, "Angel, we don't know this guy from Adam. He's just a part-time reserve
asset that John called in to fill the ranks for this op. I think you should
stick to him until we know that we know all he knows."
With a laugh, Cade said, "The 'part time reserve asset' isn't exactly
unhappy with that idea."
"Aw, shit!" said Alan. "He can hear me?"
Somewhat acidly, Mandi asked, "Alan, do you have any other shining pearls of
wisdom and advice?"
"Uh... No. Sorry."
"Later, then. Bye."
Hefting his backpack as Mandi tapped her phone off and put it away, Cade
grinningly offered her his arm and asked, "Shall we go, milady?"
Mandi shot him a glare and said, "Yes," as she started walking. Cade
followed at a slight distance, the better to eyeball her backside and legs as
she marched ahead. Mandi abruptly stopped and waited for him to catch up, her
slight glare unabated.
"Great legs, ma'am," said Cade.
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