Elijah POV
“Hey. Before you go-”
“s**t!” I jumped, dropping my keys and fumbling them. Jerome had approached from behind and downwind, and I hadn’t noticed his approach. I was too focused on not being late- I’d already overslept a little. “What are you even doing up this morning?”
“Seeing you off?” Jerome made the statement a question, raising his brow. “I mean, I’m confident I’ve got this handled here, but the fact that Beckett urged you to bring an overnight bag, and that we still have gammas confessing they knew Garrison and Stone were up to something is a bit stressful.”
I smirked, “Good thing my beta is the bestest most capable man in the known universe.”
“Shut your damn trap,” he said with a grimace. “I’m just worried. And not only for you. What exactly did Beckett say about bri
