And Andrew himself. After all, he had no one else to blame for picking up coffee for him and Ford for the second time in two weeks.
It was mid-afternoon, not the morning coffee rush, so the place wasn’t packed. Some afternoon caffeine seemed like the perfect way to break the ice for his upcoming B&E.
Andrew snickered as he waited for his order. He was not excited—well, just a little. Ford did mock burglaries all the time, it was his tried and true method having been a thief, but Andrew never went that far with a client. He did inspections and made recommendations. If this worked well for him, maybe he’d give it a try more often.
Besides, he refused to believe Candace’s warnings that there was some looming betrayal or elaborate tricks planned, not with Dalton involved. He wanted to enjoy himself and follow Ford’s orders to the letter.
He liked following Ford’s orders.