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Bridgette’s brow furrowed, but Faith didn’t offer an explanation beyond that.The reporter shrugged, spun on her heel, and sashayed out of the café.Faith’s phone buzzed.Michael.How’d it go?
She texted back.Went well.Thanks for the assist.
He sent a thumbs-up in reply.Faith called Jessica and got a frazzled reply."Sorry!I slept in!Oh my God, it's solate!Where are you?”
"Picking up breakfast," Faith said, walking to the to-go counter."We can eat on the way home."
“Okay.Sounds good.I’ll return the rental car.Next time wake me up!”
Faith smiled slyly.“Sure.I will.”
“Did you see the news?”Jessica asked.
Faith chuckled.“Yeah, I did.Good for him.”
“Good for Bridgette.I swear that woman’s the next Barbara Walters now.Not sure how I feel about that.”
Faith shrugged.“It takes all sorts, I suppose.”
“So when is she going to harass you?I’ll bet she’s tracking you down to that café right now.”
“Oh, we won’t have to worry about her anymore.”
“What, really?How?Faith, what did you do?”
“I’ll tell you in the car.I’m about to order.”
“Damn.Well, in advance, you are a queen, girl.”
Faith laughed.“No, I’m definitely not.If there’s one thing this case taught me, it’s that I definitely don’t want to be in charge.”She thought of her conversation with Director Smythe, and her smile faded a little.
“I don’t believe that,” Jessica said.“You’re gonna be Director someday.You’re not a Great Incompetent.”
Faith chuckled, but she really did have to order now.The cashier was staring at her impatiently, and whatever the future held, Faith was too emotionally drained to think about it right now.“All right, well, I’ll see you soon.”
“See you soon.Turk, say bye!”
Turk barked, and Faith’s smile returned.She hung up and ordered breakfast.
As she waited for her order, she looked out the window at the bright morning sunshine.The clouds, for now, had dissipated.It was a beautiful day.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
“Wow,” David said.“That’s insane.I mean, even more so than usual.”
Faith laughed over the phone.“Yeah, it definitely stands as one of my most nerve-wracking cases.Somehow, holding a man’s hand with both of mine while sitting on him and controlling him with my hips never came up in my FBI training.”
“You could not have said that in any weirder of a way,” David said.
Faith giggled.“Well, I guess it’s a good thing I’ve had a lot of practice since I met you.”
“Wow, okay, stop, please.”
“That’s not what you usually say.”
“Seriously, eww!”
“Eww?Eww?”
