“That’s totally up to Wolf.”
“Why is it up to Wolf? Not anyone else?”
“Because he’s our President, and what he says goes. Once he decides that you’re cool, you can be on your merry way.”
“And – and how does he decide? That I’m cool?”
“That’s between you and him. He’ll come and talk to you soon – almost certainly tonight – and then we’ll see where we are. For now, you kick back and relax, and you tell Holt out there if you need anything at all. He’ll get Rebel to make you some dinner, and maybe if you’re super-charming, Cole will bring you a nightcap later.”
“So – I just wait for Wolf?”
“Yep. You just wait.” Viking nodded at her, then opened the door. “So take it easy and I’ll see you later. I’m heading home to get some rest.”
Iris watched him close the door, then she settled deeper
