She had a new, military-issue duffle, in which she was placing carefully folded and rolled clothing. "Hey, Jen," I said. "Call me Cori. I can come out of the closet now that Rafe's not here." "I'm sort of excited to go on assignment," she grinned. "Why is it safe to call you a different name, now that Rafe isn't here?" "Long story," I said. I didn't say what else I was thinking-that from now on, I should probably stay away from Rafe. Every cell in my body wanted to ache and protest at the same time. I shoved down the pain of seeing and not seeing him-either way I'd come out the loser. "Will we be briefed on the assignment?" she asked. "I think you'll understand when you see that big hole in the ground," I replied. "Captain Finch has probably been all over the robotic delivery vehicle. Not sure if he's found anything, yet." "Finch is sort of a legend," Jen said. "Everybody hears about him. Nobody sees him," she added.
