Hours had passed since Ethan left for MIT. Jason was in the courtyard, sweating slightly as he finished welding the damaged front gate, reinforcing the broken mechanisms left by the SWAT raid.
Cassandra approached him quietly, holding out a glass of lemonade. "Here. You should take a break."
Jason accepted the drink gratefully but shook his head. "You don't have to do that, Cassandra. You're the boss's woman."
She simply shrugged, a faint, melancholic smile on her lips. "I'm not Ethan's woman, Jason. I'm just someone for him to have fun with. It's fine to work a little."
Just then, they saw two massive SUVs approaching the fence: a black Escalade and a matching Suburban. Both vehicles, obviously armored and reinforced, pulled up to the gate and stopped.
Two young men, looking around twenty-six or twenty-seven, emerged from the driver's sides. Jason raised a hand in greeting, and both men returned the silent salute. Jason quickly unlocked the gate and waved them through.
