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Casey’s Crab, Laurel, Maryland.
“Well this place sure fits the hole-in-the-wall description,” Cade said as the four went inside with Coconut trotting just behind.
“Hey,” Kyle said, walking back to their table. “Just got off the phone with Director Latent. He’s relieved as hell that you’re all right, Jana.” Kyle removed one of the chairs and slid it away so Kelly had room to pull her wheelchair into place.
“She’ll be fine,” Kelly said. “She’s a trooper. Or a federal agent, or something.” The others laughed. “And who’s this Latent character? He sounds like a big fingerprint.”
“The boss,” Kyle said. “Anyway, he definitely wants us all to take a break. He doesn’t want to see Jana in the situation room again until she’s damn good and ready. Sorry, Jana. His words, not mi
