Chapter 13

Sam shoved his feet into shoes, grabbed his keys, and raced out the door.6

Michael shut the door behind him and headed for the next room. Just as he was about to open the door, movement caught his eye. There was Sam, looking flushed and a little windblown, as though he’d run all the way from home. More likely he’d just run in from the parking lot and up the stairs.

For just a second, Michael stood transfixed. Sam’s chest heaved as he sucked in breath, and Michael couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes sparkled. He imagined, just for a moment, a different situation where Sam would be flushed and breathing hard.

Michael quickly clamped down hard on those feelings and offered Sam a small smile. He’d been reasonably sure Sam would come, despite the man’s reservations.

“Head to your office. Let me send Michelle in, and I’ll be in to brief you.”