Nick was dangerously close to losing his shit. "This is not a good idea."

Trisha rose from where she was seated on Steve's desk. "I, personally, do not care what you think, Nick." She lifted an angered hand toward Steve before he could retort, and glared at Wayne for him to agree with her decision.

The old man, much to Nick's disapproval, nodded with a frown. "All right, apple. But Nick will be watching. You be careful."

His blood pressure neared stroke level. ...