Page 448 of Chaos has a Name
“Wow. I never thought I’d see the day where you became a quitter.”
Elizabeth bristled and for good reason.
“I’m not a quitter.”
He lifted a brow, and only had to open his mouth for her to get it.
“Shut it, Ian.”
Instead of saying anything about her giving up, he instead opted to give her a hug. Sometimes, that was all you needed.
He learned that personally.
Yes, they were all busy. He had a wedding he was planning, and being inDamascusmade that more difficult. The time zone was worse between here and Scotland, where Graham was helping them.
“Remember when I was ready to pack it in, and you said to me that with each step closer to the end of the trouble, there was the light at the end of the tunnel?
She remembered.
“You got this. I’ve signed all your papers, any meetings where you’re required to attend are scheduled for tomorrow in a two-hour stretch. I can rebook. Vivian, and I love her to death because she’s like me but with ovaries, is kicking ass with the paperwork you were behind on.”
She laughed.
“Well, I’m glad you’re successful at your job. I’m not faring as well.”
Before she could eat her cookie, he stole it and swapped the one she’d given him. He liked chocolate chip better.
What was one more person stealing her food? It happened a lot.
“We got this, Elizabeth. You aren’t doing this alone. Look at how many people came with you whoWANTEDto be here. This is a new adventure.”
She relaxed.
“Breathe. You’ve got this.”
He was absolutely right. She was just in a funk because it felt like she’d been blindsided all at once.
“You’re right. I’m not quitting. I can do this. The Wyler stuff just cockblocked me for a bit. I’ll be back on my game. I have forensics and I can work with it.”
He smiled.
She caught it.
“I don’t like that smile. It’s…one that says you’re about to tell me something like you’re quitting. I just got you back. I’ll kick your ass.”
He laughed.
“Hell, no. I’m glad to be back. This is the easiest gig—even out of two offices. I am not leaving, but I have the bad news.”
Damn.
She hated that she was right.
“W-T-F, Ian?”
That amused him.
“You’re going to spell that out and not say it? Now?” he asked. “Is HR around?”
