Estaba trabajando. Tampoco pod?a parecer una polic?a. Vest?a con pantalones vaqueros, un tanto ajustados para realzar el trasero. En la cintura un cin...ur?n de color marr?n acabado en una hebilla circular, grande, de color plata. La camiseta de tirantes era de color gris oscuro, sin dejar mucho escote. Dejaba a la vista parte del abdomen aunque sin llegar al ombligo. Como hac?a calor no llevaba m?s abrigo. Calzaba botas de tac?n tambi?n marrones. No pod?a llevar la pistola o la placa a plena. She was going to miss the money that Vince gave her more than Vince.She closed her checkbook and sat back, angry with herself. Vince was dead and all she could think of was how that impacted her and Dylan. She felt like shit. Not only for that reason but for getting herself and Dylan into this situation. For now, the future looked pretty bad.She was on pins and needles the next couple of days, watching out for unknown bad guys out to get her or Dylan. She couldn’t get it out of her mind, and. "Evan Cochrane asks to be remembered to you. He has been recalled to 'Plans' and it is his whisper to me that leads me to seek you out. Seems that if hostilities expand, I am to place my BC squadron at your command. Evan was very careful when he said that and very specific. But I could not get an explanation and yesterday I receive sealed orders to be opened in the event of an escalation of the war. I feel like a starving mushroom, I haven't even been fed the bullshit. I dislike operating in a. By the way, you look soaked to the bone, why don’t you get into the car and get warm while I make the call.”“Thanks, you must be my Christmas angel!”She rolled her eyes, giggled to herself, and then unlocked the passenger door. He slid inside and waited patently for her to make the call. “On-Star how may I help you?”“I found a stranded motorist, and he needs a tow truck.”“I see you’re location is on I-55. Want me to call triple A for you?”“Thanks, I’d appreciate that.”While she waited, she.