I gazed out the window, the throngs of pedestrians streaming by outside, and, after a long moment, I said quietly, "I'll think about it. I'll give you an answer in a few days."

I opened the door and stepped out.

After I left, Brandon pulled out his phone and dialed Yale. "Got time for a drink tonight?

"Sure. But last I checked, Zara Ozly keeps a tight leash on you. You sure you can go drinking?" Yale asked with a tease.

Brandon looked down, teased. "She doesn't care what I do anymore."

"Alright then. I am going to call Nolan. You and Pete Toby need to settle your beef, anyway....