Rick looked at Beau for a long moment, nodding slowly. “I know it will.” Then, because he was Rick and had to find something to tease about no matter how serious their conversation had been, he said. “First one undressed gets the shower,” as he turned, shedding his shirt as he went into his room.
Beau laughed, strolling to his room, saying over his shoulder, “You win.”
* * * *
“As I said last night, the first thing we need to do is get the two of you new IDs,” LeRoy said when the four of them were gathered around the breakfast table the following morning.
“Set number…hell, I’ve lost count,” Beau replied with a wry shake of his head.
Matilda patted his arm. “Be glad you’re alive to need it.”
“There is that,” Beau agreed.
“How are we going to change our looks,” Rick asked. “Because we
