Jimmy sat at his computer console and sulked. He couldn't understand how Red would choose that helpless brainiac over him. The wuss wouldn't last twenty minutes outside. Jimmy kicked the desk. It wasn't fair. He was the one who kept going back to the street and taking all the real risks. All Trey did was sit and think.

Jimmy had spent the last few days with the security team retooling all the locks to the doors outside. They were all controlled by a central system isolated from the ...