Under the single spotlight of Hangar 47, a large circle of white light lit up the center of the court. The rest of the Blacklist gym was completely dark, giving Jinzo more chances to see what was happening.
Nash and Jaz stood facing each other, greeting one another and talking briefly in a relaxed way, like a couple used to spending time together. Jaz was wearing her official Blacklist uniform. Jinzo couldn't clearly hear what they were saying, but from time to time Jaz bounced on her feet and turned, her huge breasts moving with every motion. Nash, as usual, stayed completely relaxed, friendly and calm.
Jaz started walking slowly around Nash, teasing him.
"A private session at this hour, Nash? You're really abusing your power as captain… but I have to admit, I love it." She stopped in front of him and tilted her head. "We're really alone? No staff around?"
Nash spun the ball on his index finger.
"Yep. Just us. No one is gonna interrupt what's going to happen."
