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After another wipe of the perspiration, this time on the back of his neck, he checked his phone

Afrom Chloe

7 work for you?

Fuck yeah, seven worked Fuck, he’d head there now if he could Chloe washiether without hi They’d be alone in the motel room for a meal Rocket wouldn’t be shackled for the entire e step in whatever this odd friendship/sex buddy thing they had going on was

“That froht?”

Fuck! Shit! Rocket’s blood went frorees in under three seconds Just the thought of Esposito breathing the same air as Chloe had him homicidal

He whirled around, doing his best to school his expression Of all the ways to be approached by Esposito, being caught off guard was the worst “Fuck you doing in uised his angst

Esposito smirked The man had been around the block too many times to fall for Rocket’s shit “Didn’t mean to startle you” Older than Rocket by at least twenty-five years, his once black hair had dulled to a dingy gray and the flat abs he’d sported for years had pooched out since Rocket last saw hietting what hard work consisted of

“Need this?” Esposito tossed an icy bottle of water Rocket’s way

He hated to take a thing frouy, but he was thirsty as fuck and needed to pick his battles Pitching a fit over the offer of water wasn’t a good way to start this conversation

“Why you here, old ht the bottle one handed He twisted the sealed cap off and took a long drink When half the bottle had been drained, he leveled his gaze on Esposito

His former boss chuckled with a shake of his head “You always did have a way of looking at people thattheir insides with your stare You’re a hard fucker, Rocket And you knohy I’m here Told you, you owe me” He held out a manila folder

Rocket didn’t budge

“Take it” When Rocket still didn’t ap between the look”

Rocket stared at the file as though it were covered in anthrax One thing was for sure, he’d regret opening it Another thing was for sure, he’d regret not fucking opening it Esposito was good that way Thea damned if you do, damned if you don’t situation