"Here, I got the latest version of their uniforms. Do you think you can get it by tomorrow?"
Blake looked up from where he'd been sitting. He smiled and nodded.
"Yeah. Just give me a printed version, so that I can send it to my... superior."
"Sure."
Blake sighed in relief.
'Thank goodness. I can look at every little detail without a care...!'
She walked over to the printer and, a few moments later, the machine finished.
Estelle collected the pages and handed them to him.
"Tell them to make it as accurate as possible."
Blake looked down at the uniform design.
"I will."
He carefully folded the papers and headed toward his unofficial room.
It had been a week since he'd started training with Alexis.
And it hadn't been easy, not even remotely.
Blake had also learned one of life's most painful truths: betrayals always come from someone you love.
In this case, the betrayal was Myles... not because he had actually betrayed him, obviously.
