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“Let’s call Mitch and see how he’s doing,” Nick said, lying back on the couch in their fake marital home after the NAO meeting.
Ellen looked at her watch. “It’s about two in the morning in Berlin. We can’t call him.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot about that. I hope the German legat makes the trip worthwhile. Speaking of s*x …”
“Were we?” Ellen asked. “Mitch wouldn’t do the legat on a trip.”
“You’re probably right,” Nick said. “He wouldn’t be able to concentrate long enough to get—”
“—the motivation,” Ellen cut him off.
“Yeah, that’s what I was going to say. And while I think of it, I don’t like you going off with Thorsten Schmid. How am I supposed to cover your back?”
“I’m perfectly capable of defending myself,” Ellen reminded him.
“I’ve no doubt of that; you’re probably better at it than
