Flint shrugged. “We help them out enough. In fact, this case should have been theirs, but their didn’t have the manpower to devote to it.”
Ted snorted. “Didn’t have the skills you mean.”
Hawk huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, hostage situations are a bit out of their pay grade.”
Cole checked his watch. “Okay, so ten tonight.”
“You got somewhere you need to be?” Flint asked.
Nash eyed him suspiciously. “Or someone you’ve got to do?”
Tension rippled across Cole’s shoulder. If Nash wasn’t his best friend, he’d have knocked him out for making a remark like that about his mate.
He glared at him. “Don’t be a dick.”
When Ice mumbled an apology, Cole let it slide. He’d never been one to hold a grudge. Besides, it that had just been Nash’s poor attempt at humor, Cole knew he hadn’t meant anything by it, which didn’t make it rankle any less.
“Is that where you’re going?” Flint asked. “To see Maya?”
Cole shrugged. “I mean, I just thought I check in on her, especially as we’ll probably be working through the night.”
“Get out of here,” Flint said. “Just make sure Stein doesn’t find out.”
Cole said his goodbyes and was out the door in ten seconds flat, just in case a job came in or someone asked him to do something. A wide grin spread across his face as he rode the elevator down to the parking lot. He was going to see his mate again. His wolf yipped with excitement.
