As he strode up behind her, he overheard her say to the man she was facing, “How about I go get us a little light refreshment?”
“You’re not going anywhere,” he said with grim finality, stopping immediately behind her. “Not again. Not on my watch. And yes, I mean that literally, although this little stunt of yours is likely to cost me my job.”
Gwen whirled around and stared at him with wide, startled eyes. He could have sworn that they were as innocent as a newborn babe’s, but he wasn’t going to allow himself to be fooled again. He placed a proprietary (and prohibitive) hand on her arm.
“Gregory? Goddess above, what are you doing here? And what do you mean I’m going to cost you your job?”
“I’m here to arrest you, Magdalena Owens,” he said firmly, fighting back the need to take her in hi
