Chapter FourYou look like crap!”
“Thanks, asshole.”
Drake wanted a do-over. Too late for that. “Haven’t you slept?”
Nikita just shook her head and plinked a finger against the computer screen.
Keeping it casual, he wandered over to the counter and made a cup of coffee. The morning light was shining into the kitchen-dining area, at least enough of it to not turn on the overhead fluorescents. The original stark-white walls were now covered with posters, so many that they were overlapping. There were the hot helicopter shots, of course, but mostly it was travel posters: China, Russia, Laos, the Philippines, a lot of Central and South America. The common theme was that the 5E had been to every one of those places on the quiet.
No need for any pinup posters or hot-girl calendars, not with
