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Subject: Chapter 15

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Date Posted: Tuesday, March 18, 02:25:19pm
In reply to: Rita 's message, "TMTC" on Tuesday, July 24, 12:04:39pm

Chapter Fifteen


“Make it three,” Nikita sighed in deference to the amount of work in front of them. She couldn’t afford more than the minimum until they secured their future.

Michael made the most of those three hours.

Leaving his quarters, Michael’s first stop was Quinn. No reason to alienate the ambitious redhead by ignoring or diminishing her importance.

Punching in his new code, Michael watched as the door slid open to reveal a grim-faced Quinn sitting at her desk. His features schooled into a bland mask, Michael stepped down into her office upon her invitation.

Once the door closed behind him, Quinn abandoned the shoddy debrief she was reading and smiled in greeting, gesturing for Michael to sit in the lone chair across the desk from her.

“It’s good to have you back,” Quinn welcomed sincerely once he was settled.

“Thank you,” Michael responded cautiously.

“I’m just sorry for the sacrifice it entailed.” She referred to Michael having to leave his son to others to care for and raise.

“It was necessary,” Michael divulged.

“Why?” Quinn’s curiosity got the best of her. Michael and Adam’s two close calls were something only Nikita and Walter had been privy to.

“It wasn’t a life,” He saw no harm in telling her that much.

“I can imagine,” Quinn nodded seriously. She may have not known about the near misses but she could picture what kind of a life the two must have had, always moving around and looking over their shoulders. Constantly on the run, what kind of life was that for a child? Changing the subject and plunging ahead, she asked, “So, what are your intentions?”

“I just arrived,” Michael reminded.

“Oh, come now. You used to have a contingency for everything,” Quinn smiled, remembering their brief working relationship while she was in Comm. “Surely you have some ideas for this place.”

“A few,” He finally admitted, sensing her willingness to listen.

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