“I’ll admit,” Zach said as they got in, “I didn’t expect you to go along with that.”
Ben shrugged. “I saw the look he gave us. I’ve also done some undercover work, so I know how to fake it when necessary.”
“That’s good to know,” Zach replied. “It’s sometimes necessary when we’re going after someone.”
“I sort of figured.” Ben went silent at that point, staring bleakly out the window as they drove toward the range.
After a few minutes, Zach asked, “Did it bring back bad memories?”
“Not really. More like I miss that life. Not only the undercover work, but the whole thing. Taking down the bastards who needed it.”
“Now you’ll have the chance to do it again,” Zach pointed out.
“We’ll see. It’s been a while. I can tell myself I haven’t lost my edge, but my knee says differently.”
“How much does it affect your movements?”
“Like I told Ray,” Ben replied, “I can run when necessary. It’s painful, but I can. Climbing…” He waggled his hand.