"Sorry for the trouble."
The SUV stopped in the dim tunnel. Ahead of them, Alex, who had shifted back to his human form, was negotiating in a low voice with Flynn and the others.
"What trouble is this?" Flynn waved a hand dismissively. "You should've just told me. I wouldn't have been chasing you down."
As Flynn spoke, he turned to look at the car behind him.
The Miss Reporter was leaning against the car window, watching them. 'Oh, how cute.'
Flynn felt a rush of heat to his brain. The thrill of seeing a rumored female appear as a real, living person in front of him still hadn't subsided.
But the matter wasn't fully confirmed yet, and it wasn't the right time for him to ask about it. He'd just have to find another opportunity later.
Alex handed his pass to Flynn. "It's a special situation. Informing you in advance would have done you no good."
Flynn took it, glanced it over, and handed it back to Alex.
