“"How's the radio traffic and troop movements?" he asked. "Vic Jr. left with Scott about ten minutes after you did." "That kid is like a pimple on your butt. He'd be a lot less irritating if you could just squeeze him until he popped. Where's Sandra?" "Locked in on thirty-one." Mason took the stairs two at a time. Sandra was leaning back in a chair, feet up on the conference room table, staring out the window. He sat next to her, propping his feet alongside hers. "Your eyes look fixed and dilate...d." She turned to him, frowning. "And you are positively glowing; hardly the look of a man whose partners are being picked off one by one. Tell me, Lou, is it her uniform or her handcuffs that have turned you to jelly?" Mason laughed with none of the nonchalance he wished he had. "I'll let you know when we get past the initial frisking. We're having dinner tonight." "Does this mean you're going to stand me up again this weekend? I'll wear a uniform too if that will help." He was still trying to figure out Sandra's interest in him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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