I sat behind my desk the next morning still reeling from what the kid had said the night before. He'd just left to take her to school like she didn't have her own car and a license. The SEALs had shown up early this morning because we had shit to do.
"So how're we doing this?" Tyler asked as we sat around the office. We have a shit load of stuff to do still before Mengele goes playing detective but this shit was just as important as far as I'm concerned.
"First we have to get our nosy ass wives out of the house and I know just how to do it. We'll send them for a spa day, that should get them out of the house for a few hours at least." They started reaching for their wallets.
"Don't be assholes, this is my treat, you're my guests remember?"
"Yeah Colt but something like that's gonna set you back at least a few grand."