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“Waiting for more recommendations,” I said simply.

The man quirked an eyebrow. “From?”

I went to respond, but the man in front of me touched his ear. He stared off at the wall with that prominent stare of his seated beneath a pretty massive brow.

Must’ve been related to a modern caveman.

“All right, let’s move out,” the man in front of me said before he turned his attention back to me. “I’ll be looking for you when you leave.”

I just shrugged. “Sure, if you want to profile a veteran that way.”

The man blinked. “A vet?”

I just nodded.

He tilted his head. “What branch?”

“Marines. Lieutenant.”

The man’s back immediately straightened before he saluted me. “Sergeant David Watkins, Lieutenant. Oorah.”

Well, that could’ve gone worse. I gave him a salute as well. “At ease, Sergeant.”

Then without another word, he nodded his head, turned on the balls of his feet, and kept that straight ass back while hemarched back to the elevator. One curt, ear-piercing whistle from him at the other three men he came with rushing back to the elevator.

They stuffed themselves in like sardines before the doors closed on them.

Huh.

This entire place was interesting.

I couldn’t wait to get back to Cap and fill him in.

A door inched open to my right before I heard a sniffle. I whipped toward the sound and watched as Jasmine emerged from the room.

Sniffling.

With slightly puffy eyes.

Oh hell no.

I really hated her fucking boss.

“Oh my goodness,” she said breathlessly as she wiped at her face and quickly shuffled to her desk, “I’m so glad you’re here. My boss reminded me of someone else here in the city that could help you.”

I watched the way her entire arm trembled as she scribbled something down for me.

“I appreciate your help, Miss…?”

“Jasmine,” she said as she ripped the piece of paper out of her notebook and handed it to me. “Jasmine Court. I’m a paralegal here at the firm.”

Oh.

So not a secretary.

“Paralegal, got it,” I said as I slid the piece of paper into my pocket.

“Again, I’m sorry we can’t help you further,” she said as she sat down and reached for a headset, “but I really hope you find someone who can. You deserve representation, too.”