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Once he’d dropped his barriers about being ‘babysat,’ as he’d called it, Sax found he enjoyed Colt’s company. He was an interesting, fairly down-to-earth man who had no pretensions about how good he was at what he did. He knew he’d miss being around him when the time came that he was moved to another field office in another city to start a new, probably prolonged, undercover job. With my luck, that’s going to happen as soon as the doctor clears me to go back to work. Not an idea he particularly liked at the moment.
He did have one thing he intended on completing before that happened, the mayor’s press conference, even though Colt had told him more than once that he was crazy.
“There will be crowds of people there, especially if protesters show up,” he’d said. “If someone bumps i
