Chapter 8

“Lunch?” Tim inquired as he dangled a couple of brown paper bags in his hands. Mike smiled gratefully at his lover and sat next to him as they began to eat the delicious burgers and crunchy fries. “I told your assistant to grab his lunch, by the way.”

“That’s fine. I need him to accompany me for my assignment later this afternoon. He has to return at exactly one o’clock, though.”

Tim simply nodded as he bit into his burger.

“Level?”

“To be determined,” Mike replied.

The level for every assignment was different. Five would be the highest level. The higher the level, the more dangerous the assignment was considered to be.

“Are you armed?”

“My usual.”