A few hours later Cole walked out of the elevator, exhausted and ready for a good long night's rest.
Alone. He'd spent enough hours fighting with his inner demons, barking at anyone who got in his way as he dug through the new hires and made sure the staff was up-to-date on the fire procedures.
He paused, seeing Ed's dour expression. The man was a steady, hard-working security professional who had worked with Cole before on other assignments—very little got under the man's skin.
He looked as if he'd been forced to eat chalk.
"Queen Bee's in a bad mood. Been that way since she came from her office." The slender man jerked a thumb at the suite door. "Told me to shoot anyone who knocked at her door without her clearing it first. Including you."
Cole couldn't help chuckling. "I hear you."
