8
Archer was playing with fire. It wasn’t a smart decision, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself from flirting with Lily.
He joined the rest of the team in their Sunday best, but he could feel the moment she walked into the room. His eyes went right to hers, drinking her in one more time before he left.
A knock on the door startled all of them. Daniel moved behind Archer and went to the door with him. They both pulled their Glocks from waistbands, ready to do damage if they needed to.
Archer peeked through the peephole and sighed. “It’s Williams.”
He opened the door as he tucked his g*n away.
“I expected a better welcome than two of my own guys pulling guns on me,” Williams said.
“Sorry, sir. We didn’t know who was here. The door downstairs is supposed to be locked.”
“I trained bot
