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The elevator dinged and halted twenty floors fro, “Why this floor?” He had money to burn, after all…

“Direct access to the express way,” he explained as they stepped out of the elevator “Being an ex-Lawes”

“Most people in this section of town don’t have cars, do they?”

“Or private garages” His eyes twinkled with barely contained glee He looked younger and she couldn’t help trying to iart she knear-hardened vet with a cynical streak ten metres wide—as a tow-headed child

They passed down a narrow hallway There wasn’t much noise behind most of the doors “Is it always this quiet?”

“Usually Lotta guys are either ex-Lawmen or are still enlisted”

“You like their company?”

“I like their respect of boundaries”

She fidgeted with the sleeve of her jacket as he stopped at a door and held his hand to the palm scanner “I’m sorry about this,” she told him as he punched in a complex key code

“Why?”

“I can understand why you like your privacy”

“You’re paying me to protect you This is what it requires”

“So you nor employers here?”

He didn’t insult her intelligence by trying to supply an idiotic answer Her respect for hirew a bit

“Thank you,” she said into the silence