Her head fell when his hands dropped. Zara tried to step away, but he caught her waist to haul her back. “I’m not sure how I feel about this,” she said. “It’s too much responsibility for me to take on.”
“You’re doing it already, and responsibility is more your thing than mine.”
“What if I make the wrong choice?” she asked. “What if I send you into danger?”
“You won’t,” he said. “We consult on ops, Art always did. But he had to sign off, if you say yes or no, we’ll find a way to make it work.”
This wasn’t like working under Grant, she wasn’t going to be disciplining anyone for acting on impulse. But coordination, she’d done that at CI, delegating tasks that Grant needed done to work efficiently.
“Ok,” she said, nodding. “We’ll do it together.”
“We’ve already been doing it together,” h
