These clothes defined the person she was. Civvies could never hold a candle to this.
“You say you go over things?” Lauren faced Chelsea going for a subject change.
“Sure! Right over the top!” She smacked her palms together and then shot one upward like plane taking off. Her long hair flounced with the power of the motion. Her face was mid-twenties, innocent, happy, though definitely not simple. “Best way!”
Lauren smiled softly. “Me? I go through them.” She stomped a boot, making Chesapeake jolt back a half step.
“Perfect!” Chelsea wasn’t to be slowed down. “Let’s team up. I go over them. You go through them. Emily outsmarts them. And what do you do?” She aimed the last at Claudia.
“I sic my husband on them.”
Colonel Michael Gibson was a formidable asset indeed.
Lauren didn’t laugh w
