“The job is on,” Dirk, his phone between his shoulder and ear as he checked something at an online site. “We’re meeting here at five when Tripp’s last class is over, but I’d like you to be here earlier, Al.”…”Yeah, four works.”
Galvez showed up right on time, shucking off his jacket while grumbling, “Is winter ever going to leave?”
Maverick grimaced. “Yeah, in time for the Fourth.” When Dirk spun his desk chair around to acknowledge Galvez’s arrival, Maverick asked him, “Do you want me to go get us coffee?”
Galvez said, before Dirk could reply, “That was subtle. Am I about to get lectured?”
“No,” Dirk told him. “Maverick knows why you’re here earlier than the rest, so it’s your choice if he sticks around.”
“If he knows, then sure. Lay it on me.”
“I found out what’s going on with Trip
