Chapter Seventeen
December 24, 2229, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Apartment of Erik Blackwell
Erik’s front door slid open. Jia stood on the other side, smiling and carrying a rectangular black box with a white bow and a purse, which was slung over her shoulder. The real present was her body-hugging green dress.
Her normally casual style tended more toward functional than sexy, and while he liked that aspect of her, he was never going to object to the latter.
They’d scheduled their little Christmas Eve gift exchange a couple days prior. Alina hadn’t contacted them since their last mission, nor Cutter or Lanara.
That raised the chance they would be able to make it through the holiday without shooting anyone. Erik’s and Jia’s luck with terrorists taking the holidays off hadn’t been
