Chapter Seven

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When Bobby and Jack returned, the bullpen was buzzing with activities.

"Someone found something?" Jack asked around.

"Sue did," D answered.

"And what did you find?" He sat on the corner of her desk, staring intently at her.

No looking directly into his eyes, no daydreaming about her dream, no thinking about brown eyed or blond hair children, she reminded herself. It was her only hope of carrying a normal conversation in his presence. She cleared her throat, which was suddenly very dry.

"Tara and I reviewed the recordings," she told her colleagues. One fully articulated sentence, proud of herself. Not too bad so far. She would survive. "They... the women talked about shopping, spa, massage, restaurants, entertainment, attractions... nothing really raised a red flag, until they mentioned opera."

"Opera?" repeated Jack.

"Yes, op..." She made the mistake of lifting her head towards him. She needed to concentrate on his lips, only his lips, which turned into a smile, sending butterflies into her stomach. She was so doomed.

"For Pete's sake, Jack, let the woman finish," sighed Myles, diverting Jack's attention from Sue.

"I'm not doing anything," Jack argued. She was the one driving him insane.

"Please continue, Sue," D invited kindly.

"They are planning on going to the opera tonight. So far they have gone everywhere together, but they only bought two tickets."

"Are they leaving mama at the hotel?" inquired Bobby.

"No. When Kavina was asked how many tickets she wanted by the employee at the front desk, she said only two... that she had much more profitable activities for tonight."

"She used the word profitable?"

"Yes, Jack. I checked three times," she assured him, nervously reviewing her notes. "But it still could mean anything."

"But we cannot take the chance," he said before looking at D.

"I agree, Jack. Which is why I got these." D pulled tickets out of his pockets. "Two balcony seating for tonight, facing sideways to where mother and daughter will hopefully be sitting. Sue and Myles will go undercover to—"

"NO!" Jack and Myles exclaimed at the same time.

"I beg your pardon," he said, staring at both men in confusion.

"D, I have... prior commitment," Myles lied. "I cannot go tonight."

"He can definitely not go tonight," Jack said, strongly agreeing with Myles.

"Jack would make a much better choice," continued Myles.

"I would definitely make a better... and I love opera."

"Don't push your luck, Sparky," Bobby whispered, highly amused.

D looked around. Tara was hiding her smile behind her computer, while Lucy was doing a poor job at concealing hers, and Sue was slowly sinking in her chair, totally flustered.

"Whatever is going on, I don't want to know," he warned everyone. "Dress accordingly, and don't forget a tie, Jack."

"No problem. I was going to pick it up tonight." He winked at Sue, only succeeding in darkening the nice shade of red on her cheeks.

"And who's covering Kavina?"

"Since Myles is unavailable, you are, Bobby."

"She may remember me," he observed.

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