“I don’t have time for that now.” She dismissed him by turning to one of the subs. “Make
sure all the glass is cleaned up, and any spilled champagne. If anything else is broken or
damaged, tell one of Emma’s team so they can deal with it. Jack, track down the FOB, will
you? I’ll need to speak with him in my office. Immediately.”
“Sure. Sorry it took me so long. I was outside when I got the alert.”
“I moonlighted as a bouncer in L.A.,” Mal told her. “In case you want anybody tossed.”
“Funny, and not completely out of the question. FOB, Jack, thanks. Mac,” she said into her
headpiece as she hurried away.
“She sure moves.” Mal watched her zip across the room and out the door.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Jack said. “Let’s go find the FOB.”
“Jack? What the hell is an FOB?”