“Seems to me I saw some in there, if you’re really desperate,” Zach replied straight-faced as he set the tray down on one of the tables and then poured coffee for those who wanted it.
“Naw, I’ll pass,” she said, taking one of the sandwiches.
As they ate, Ben wondered if it would always be like this when he was sent off on a job. Maybe, when it’s all of us, and time is a factor. Otherwise, if it’s me and maybe one of the others, we probably take commercial flights, or drive. Not that he had a problem with that. He definitely hadn’t expected such luxury the first time out. But then, I didn’t expect to be thrown into a job so quickly, either. I hope to hell I can hold up my end.
“Worried,” Ez asked, looking at Ben in question.
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t. I don’t want to screw up.”
“You’ll be fine,” Zach assured him. “As soon as we know what we’re dealing with we’ll decide what each of us needs to do to rescue him and, with luck, deal with his kidnappers.”