“So…I get to call the shots again next time?”
Ford hummed at the suggestion, flicking his eyes down Andrew’s body like before. “Looking forward to it.”
“That was…”
Ford raised an eyebrow expectantly.
“Not terrible.”
“You mean, not so bad from someone who gets it wherever they can?”
Andrew cringed. He had been an ass that night, even if he’d felt justified. “I had a bad day. Lately, I’ve had a lot of them. But after this, at least as far as trackers and bugs go, maybe we can call it even?”
“How about a freebie then, since you worked so hard to learn something about our joint quarry today?”
“You know something?”
“Just one thing. They’re not using any fences. Direct to buyer only. So, you can tell your brother not to waste his time.” Ford raised his hand in a swift salute.
“Wait! Whatever happened to that T-shirt and sweats you stole from me?”
“Hmm…we have that ‘next time’, maybe I’ll tell you.” He winked and turned on his heel to go.