Chapter Fourteen
The team had suffered through a lot since starting this job. Constant threat of death. Always being covered in guts of one kind or another. But this was the next level.
Cody tugged at his collar, fighting it like it was trying to strangle him. “How do people wear these things? This tie is cutting off my oxygen. I feel lightheaded.”
Millie slapped him playfully on the back of the head. “Stop fussing. You boys look great.”
“Don’t I know it.” Joel adjusted his tie as he admired himself in the mirror. “I haven’t worn a suit since prom. I can’t believe I’ve been depriving the galaxy of this for so long.”
Millie slapped Joel less playfully.
Reggie fumbled with his cufflinks. “Isn’t this a little overkill? I mean, this is a conference, not one of your galas. And we’re just
