Chapter 14

He made an effort not to hobble to his closet—he didn’t want Stanley to get the impression he couldn’t do the job—and he stooped to grab up his duffel.

One of the things active agents of the WBIS had picked up from Vincent was to always have a duffel bag in their office, packed and ready to go.

“Thanks very much.” He grinned over his shoulder and strode out of his office as best he could with his sore ass while Stanley glared after him. Then he stopped at Ms. Miller’s desk to get his tickets and headed for the elevator.

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For the next few months, Charles hopped from one operation to another. As a result, both anniversaries, which he’d thought were so important, passed without notice.

Each time he returned to debrief, he’d sneak down to Medical, and most of the time his luck held, and he came across Dr. Paget and not Max.