I suppose being taken into custody is a fitting reward for saving a cop’s life.” “You can stow that hero bullshit,” Prescott snapped. “That may go over big with your new friends upstate, but as far as we’re concerned, you just showed up at the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Who am I to disagree?” Jordan shrugged. “That’s it, then?” “That’s it.”Jordan stood to face him. “They have a penthouse suite at this hotel?” Agent Springs led Sandor down to the underground garage and got into the FBI sedan. “No motorcycle escort?” Springs grunted. “I get the feeling you don’t like me.” “Not much, no.” “Any reason? My face, maybe? It’s been known to annoy people from time to time.” “You’re an inconvenience, that’s all.” “And you don’t like acting as my babysitter.”Agent Springs allowed himself a slight grin. “Not what I signed on for, no.” “Fair enough. How about I make it up to you? I’ll buy you dinner. On the government account, of course.”The grin faded.
