Not to say I wasn’t armed. R&D made some interesting weapons out of plastic polymers, and Romero had given me one the day before.
I avoided the worst of the traffic and parked my sedan myself on the embassy grounds, preferring to walk the distance to the embassy rather than let anyone else drive my car.
A pale gold Lexus was driving up just as I reached the steps. I recognized Quinn’s car and waited while he got out, accepted the chit from the valet attendant, and came to join me.
“Vincent.” I’m glad to see you, his eyes told me.
“Mann.” So am I.
“I just have to wait for the attendant to return my key.”
“Oh?”
He dropped his voice. “I seem to be taking a page from your book.”
“Glad to hear that.” I kept my own voice low. “I want you around a very long time.”
His eyes grew hot. God,
