Who We Are (27/35)
Title: Who We Are (27/35)
Author: ladygray99
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/David
Word count: 2,555
Warnings/Spoilers: Attempted Suicide and the after effects there of. See Part 1 for Spoilers.
Summary: Sometimes life makes you look in the mirror and if you don’t like what you see there are only a couple of options. - David and Charlie relax.
Previous Chapters: 1 5 10 15 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
Notes:Written for choc_fic 's 100 Days of Color. I’m sorry if people were expecting more drama after the end of yesterday’s chapter. I really just needed to get out of that scene and I guess I wasn’t very creative on the day. I will promise there will be both personal and case drama before the end of this story.
Beta: swingandswirl and riverotter1951
Chapter 27
David collapsed onto his bed still fully dressed. Charlie flopped down beside him also fully dressed. “Shit,” Charlie breathed.
“Tell me about it,” David mumbled.
“We have the rest of the night off, right?”
“And tomorrow.”
“Good. Is it just me or has it been a fucking long week?”
“Yeah.” Family homicides were always tricky but throw national politics on top and you’ve got a nightmare situation of never ending secrets combined with a media circus.
“David?”
“Yes?”
“I never, ever, ever want to investigate one of my students again.”
David blindly reached over until he found Charlie’s hand and squeezed it. “You cleared the kid.”
“I know. I’ve just spent the last week looking at my math wondering if I was somehow unconsciously influencing my results because I wanted him to be innocent.”
David pushed himself up so he could look at Charlie a bit better. “When have you ever let your emotions truly influence your math?” Charlie gave him a dry look. “I didn’t say judgment I said math.” To David’s surprise Charlie’s face went a little guilty. “Really?”
“You know Colby’s trust metric?”
“You said it didn’t say anything we didn’t already know in our hearts.”
“And none of you ever actually asked to look closely at it.”
David blinked in shock at what Charlie was implying. “What did it say?”
“The math came out completely inconclusive. I may as well have asked Amita’s Magic 8 Ball. But I figured we didn’t have time to waste debating. If he wasn’t a spy I didn’t want him dying out there and if he was I still wanted him back here so...” Charlie shrugged.
“You lied.”
“I gave a very vague answer that let everyone justify what they really wanted to do.”
“You lied,” David repeated still in no small amount of shock.
“I lied. I let my emotions trump my math. At the time it seemed justifiable. Now I worry about doing it again. I mean I don’t have religion for a moral compass, I have science and the first commandment is don’t lie about your results.”
“You did it to save Colby’s life.”
“So ends justify means?”
David decided he was just a little too tired for this kind of debate. Especially after putting up with professional politicians for a week. He swooped in and gave Charlie a quick peck on the lips. “Yes you went a little over the line you’ve drawn for yourself but the fact that you’re bothered about it and worried about doing it again means you’re less likely to go back there. Okay?”
Charlie just let out a long sigh and sat up. “I need a shower.”
“Well you know the way.”
Charlie wandered towards the bathroom. A few minutes later David heard the shower running and he began to doze off.
He opened his eyes later to an extremely pleasant sight. Charlie was standing by the bed still a little damp a towel slung low around his waist. He was also holding a plain plastic shopping bag in one hand. “Look what I found in the bathroom.” He tossed it lightly on the bed.
David peeked in and felt a warm little rolling wave of lust slide up his spine. It was the bag from the sex toy shop. He remembered stashing it in the bathroom before grabbing a couple of hours of sleep a week earlier. He looked up at Charlie who had a sultry smile. It was a smile he’d perfected reasonably quickly once he had a reason to use it. And it always got David’s blood flowing.
“Maybe I should take a quick shower myself.”
Charlie sat on the bed. “Don’t. I like the way you smell at the end of the day.”
“Like sweat and gun oil?”
“Yeah. I remember thinking, once I got past you being the guy sent to spy on my brother by the SAIC, that you smelled really good. You couldn’t have been here more than a few weeks. I had one of those moments thinking about prime numbers in the shower the same day I first got a good smell of you.” Charlie undid his towel and crawled across the bed towards David. “Had another one after that sniper case. You tackled me to the ground and your smell was all over me.”
David lay back as Charlie tucked his face into the curve of his neck and breathed deep. He trembled at such a primal act. He’d always loved Charlie’s sent, chalk, coffee, soap and something just him but he never really thought that Charlie might be enjoying something in return. “At least let me get my suit off. I’m feeling over dressed.”
Charlie backed off and David got naked as quickly as he could without destroying his suit. Charlie was lightly teasing at himself as he watched David undress. He was quietly amazed at Charlie’s progress. Not that long ago he’d been barely able to think about touching himself. Now he was nearly exhibisonistic about it under the right circumstances. David jumped back on the bed and pinned Charlie under him. Charlie wriggled his hips against David’s.
“What number were you thinking about?” David asked.
“When?”
“When you were standing in your shower, washing off my smell and burning off the adrenaline of being shot at for the first time. What number?”
“Twenty seven million six hundred forty four thousand four hundred thirty seven.”
David wasn’t entirely sure but that sounded like the number Charlie gave him the first night he was out of the hospital. David had a feeling that just might equal him in Charlie’s head. With anyone else he might be insulted to have a number associated with him but for Charlie numbers were everything and prime numbers were special.
David kissed him and kept kissing teasing little sighs and moans out of Charlie’s mouth. When Charlie’s body began to go nicely limp he backed off and fished around inside the bag. He pulled out the cock ring. Charlie sucked in a sharp little breath. “Want to try it?”
Charlie nodded and spread his legs. David slipped Charlie’s balls through two of the leather loops then tightened the third around the base of his cock. Charlie grabbed the sheets while his hips lifted into David’s hands. “Oh god.”
“Not too tight?”
Charlie shook his head, his eyes squeezed shut. David smiled and knew exactly what he was doing next. Without giving Charlie any warning he sucked Charlie’s cock in with a long slurp. Charlie half sat up and cried out before flopping back down. David kept going. Usually Charlie didn’t last more than a couple of minutes into a blowjob but this time David just felt Charlie slowly expand between his lips getting larger and harder than ever before.
Charlie’s head began to thrash and the words that were falling from his lips were a combination of curses, prayers and words David would have to look up later. When Charlie began making a noise somewhere between a whine and a scream David backed off to look at his handy work. Charlie’s cock was glossy and nearly purple with the skin stretched tight. And while David couldn’t be completely sure he’d put it at least a half inch longer and thicker than usual. His balls were also drawn up tight and fighting the leather straps.
Charlie himself was gasping for air as tremors rippled across his body. He looked debauched and desperate and so sexy. David gave his own balls a quick tug not wanting to go off too soon himself.
“Don’t move,” David said grabbing the dildo from the bag and running to the bathroom. He gave the toy a quick wash down and grabbed an extra tube of lube and a towel before running back.
Charlie hadn’t moved an inch but his breathing had calmed a little. “Roll over on your front. We’re going to try your new toy.” Charlie smiled sort of dreamily and rolled over with an inelegant flop. “Did you wash well during your shower?”
Charlie nodded and David realized that he might have already rendered Charlie non verbal for the duration. Or at least non coherently verbal.
David knelt between Charlie’s legs and gave his own balls just a bit of a twist. Charlie’s ass was round and smooth and just there and waiting.
‘Not yet.’ He told himself sternly then laid his hands on the small of Charlie’s back. He rubbed gently relaxing the muscles. Charlie buried his face in a pillow with a groan. David slid his hands down kneading at Charlie’s ass casing Charlie to start to grind himself into the sheets.
Then David flipped open the lube. He slicked up his fingers first and Charlie raised his ass searching for them. David knew he could do it right then and there. Stretch Charlie and take him and he knew Charlie wouldn’t say no. He also knew Charlie would never forgive him and he’d never forgive himself.
He slid one finger between Charlie’s cheeks and in. Charlie must have worked himself well in the shower, there was no resistance, instead he just sighed and wriggled. David went for two fingers. That was a little tighter and Charlie made a mewing noise that David knew meant that Charlie wanted more. Truthfully most of Charlie’s noises were some form of demand for more. The phrase Pushy Bottom came to mind.
David took his time though and just let his two fingers slide in and out. As Charlie’s muscles clenched David imagined what they were going to feel like around his cock. He rubbed at Charlie’s back a bit more with his free hand and as soon as Charlie relaxed he slipped in a third finger. This time Charlie growled and started babbling into his pillow. David pulled out his fingers added some more lube and really went back in. Charlie pushed back.
“Easy.” David stoked Charlie’s back. “We have to do this slow, remember? As sexy as you are trying to fuck yourself on my fingers we have to go slow.”
Charlie said something into the pillow that David didn’t catch. Instead he twisted his fingers running them along Charlie’s prostate. Charlie yelped, jumped then settled back down. David pulled out his fingers and picked up Charlie’s new toy. The tip was the size of a marble but it widened quickly. He got a good grip on one end and spread lube across the rest.
Charlie looked up and over his shoulder. “Are you ready for this?” Charlie nodded and lifted his ass in the air. “If it hurts...”
“I know.” Charlie’s voice was already low and rough.
David used just the tip to tease at Charlie’s entrance before slipping it in just an inch. Charlie pushed back seeking more but David pulled it out and put a hand on the small of Charlie’s back. Once Charlie go the hint and settled back down David slid the dildo in again. He worked just the first inch then the second. When he had three inches in he twisted the dildo so the curve found Charlie’s prostate. Charlie moaned low and ground himself into the sheets.
Then David went farther. It was amazing watching Charlie stretch around the slick black acrylic then tighten up around the thinner parts. He almost wished he could take a picture of the dildo half in Charlie’s ass the other half protruding lewdly. His back was flushed and glossy with a thin sweat and his legs were spread in blatant invitation.
David let the dildo just sit for a while and let Charlie’s body adjust before slowly pushing in the thickest part. Charlie let out a wail and pushed back. David watched in fascination as Charlie’s muscles clenched and relaxed in waves right across his body. When they’d all relaxed David began pulling the dildo back out.
After that it was a matter of just finding a slow, easy rhythm. For ten minutes David kept a firm grip and slowly fucked Charlie’s ass. And for ten minutes Charlie moaned, grunted, whimpered, cried, begged and finally began screaming as he tried to work himself off against the sheets.
David pushed the dildo in as far as he felt safe then reached between Charlie’s legs and released the cock ring. Charlie screamed loud and long then went limp.
David eased out the dildo and quickly wiped Charlie clean. His reddened hole stayed open and inviting. He carefully rolled Charlie over.
“Charlie? Charlie?” Charlie was breathing steadily but he was out cold. David used the moment to clean up the considerable amount of cum clinging to Charlie’s stomach before pulling him into his arms. Charlie’s eyes fluttered open. “Hey there, you went away for a bit.”
Charlie opened his mouth but only a small mewing noise came out. Charlie frowned.
“It’s okay. Give everything a few minutes to reboot. Wiggle your fingers and toes.”
Charlie did as he was told before taking a deep breath. “Wow.” His voice was scratchy
“How do you feel? Any pain?”
Charlie shook his head. “Little sore. It’s okay.”
“Enjoy that?”
Charlie smiled and a thought bloomed in David’s mind. The thought was that Charlie, blissed out on sex, was one of the more beautiful things he’d ever seen. His eyes were alive but soft without that razor edge of lightening hot genius that seemed to define him most days. His cheeks were still flushed and his hair was a mess of curls. It was an angelic look. A debauched angel but an angel nonetheless. David felt his heart squeeze in his chest.
Charlie blinked slowly and David swore he could see bits of Charlie’s brain turning back on behind his eyes. Finally Charlie’s brows came together a little and he looked down their bodies. David was still half hard but was able to wait. Charlie reached down and slowly drew one finger along David’s length.
“How about if we take a bath and we can fool around there?”
Charlie smiled again. “You really should let me pay half your water bill or something.”
“Is that a yes?”
“If my legs still work and I can actually make it to the bathroom that’s a yes.”
~
David flicked the back of Colby’s ear. Colby jumped and sloshed a bit of coffee over his fingers.
“Dude, what was that for?”
“You owe Charlie a beer.”
Colby sucked the coffee off his fingers then took a sip. “Okay? What for?”
“Remember when we pulled you off that freighter we told you about some math Charlie did, a trust metric?”
“Sure, some weird math that said I probably wasn’t a spy and that’s why you guys came and got me.”
“Yeah, well, Charlie lied about his results. They were completely inconclusive; he just didn’t want you out there.”
“Well, I definitely owe him a beer then.”
David knew Colby wasn’t getting it. “Colby think about this Charlie Eppes went and lied about math results to save your ass.”
David saw the little twitch of realization behind Colby’s eyes. “Oh. Definitely owe Charlie a beer. Maybe a six pack.”
“Yeah. Just thought you should know. I mean Don hit that boat without a warrant...”
“But Charlie lied about math. Yeah, I get it. Next time we’re down at Gonzales’s I’ll definitely buy him a round.”
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Author: ladygray99
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Charlie/David
Word count: 2,555
Warnings/Spoilers: Attempted Suicide and the after effects there of. See Part 1 for Spoilers.
Summary: Sometimes life makes you look in the mirror and if you don’t like what you see there are only a couple of options. - David and Charlie relax.
Previous Chapters: 1 5 10 15 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
Notes:Written for choc_fic 's 100 Days of Color. I’m sorry if people were expecting more drama after the end of yesterday’s chapter. I really just needed to get out of that scene and I guess I wasn’t very creative on the day. I will promise there will be both personal and case drama before the end of this story.
Beta: swingandswirl and riverotter1951
Chapter 27
David collapsed onto his bed still fully dressed. Charlie flopped down beside him also fully dressed. “Shit,” Charlie breathed.
“Tell me about it,” David mumbled.
“We have the rest of the night off, right?”
“And tomorrow.”
“Good. Is it just me or has it been a fucking long week?”
“Yeah.” Family homicides were always tricky but throw national politics on top and you’ve got a nightmare situation of never ending secrets combined with a media circus.
“David?”
“Yes?”
“I never, ever, ever want to investigate one of my students again.”
David blindly reached over until he found Charlie’s hand and squeezed it. “You cleared the kid.”
“I know. I’ve just spent the last week looking at my math wondering if I was somehow unconsciously influencing my results because I wanted him to be innocent.”
David pushed himself up so he could look at Charlie a bit better. “When have you ever let your emotions truly influence your math?” Charlie gave him a dry look. “I didn’t say judgment I said math.” To David’s surprise Charlie’s face went a little guilty. “Really?”
“You know Colby’s trust metric?”
“You said it didn’t say anything we didn’t already know in our hearts.”
“And none of you ever actually asked to look closely at it.”
David blinked in shock at what Charlie was implying. “What did it say?”
“The math came out completely inconclusive. I may as well have asked Amita’s Magic 8 Ball. But I figured we didn’t have time to waste debating. If he wasn’t a spy I didn’t want him dying out there and if he was I still wanted him back here so...” Charlie shrugged.
“You lied.”
“I gave a very vague answer that let everyone justify what they really wanted to do.”
“You lied,” David repeated still in no small amount of shock.
“I lied. I let my emotions trump my math. At the time it seemed justifiable. Now I worry about doing it again. I mean I don’t have religion for a moral compass, I have science and the first commandment is don’t lie about your results.”
“You did it to save Colby’s life.”
“So ends justify means?”
David decided he was just a little too tired for this kind of debate. Especially after putting up with professional politicians for a week. He swooped in and gave Charlie a quick peck on the lips. “Yes you went a little over the line you’ve drawn for yourself but the fact that you’re bothered about it and worried about doing it again means you’re less likely to go back there. Okay?”
Charlie just let out a long sigh and sat up. “I need a shower.”
“Well you know the way.”
Charlie wandered towards the bathroom. A few minutes later David heard the shower running and he began to doze off.
He opened his eyes later to an extremely pleasant sight. Charlie was standing by the bed still a little damp a towel slung low around his waist. He was also holding a plain plastic shopping bag in one hand. “Look what I found in the bathroom.” He tossed it lightly on the bed.
David peeked in and felt a warm little rolling wave of lust slide up his spine. It was the bag from the sex toy shop. He remembered stashing it in the bathroom before grabbing a couple of hours of sleep a week earlier. He looked up at Charlie who had a sultry smile. It was a smile he’d perfected reasonably quickly once he had a reason to use it. And it always got David’s blood flowing.
“Maybe I should take a quick shower myself.”
Charlie sat on the bed. “Don’t. I like the way you smell at the end of the day.”
“Like sweat and gun oil?”
“Yeah. I remember thinking, once I got past you being the guy sent to spy on my brother by the SAIC, that you smelled really good. You couldn’t have been here more than a few weeks. I had one of those moments thinking about prime numbers in the shower the same day I first got a good smell of you.” Charlie undid his towel and crawled across the bed towards David. “Had another one after that sniper case. You tackled me to the ground and your smell was all over me.”
David lay back as Charlie tucked his face into the curve of his neck and breathed deep. He trembled at such a primal act. He’d always loved Charlie’s sent, chalk, coffee, soap and something just him but he never really thought that Charlie might be enjoying something in return. “At least let me get my suit off. I’m feeling over dressed.”
Charlie backed off and David got naked as quickly as he could without destroying his suit. Charlie was lightly teasing at himself as he watched David undress. He was quietly amazed at Charlie’s progress. Not that long ago he’d been barely able to think about touching himself. Now he was nearly exhibisonistic about it under the right circumstances. David jumped back on the bed and pinned Charlie under him. Charlie wriggled his hips against David’s.
“What number were you thinking about?” David asked.
“When?”
“When you were standing in your shower, washing off my smell and burning off the adrenaline of being shot at for the first time. What number?”
“Twenty seven million six hundred forty four thousand four hundred thirty seven.”
David wasn’t entirely sure but that sounded like the number Charlie gave him the first night he was out of the hospital. David had a feeling that just might equal him in Charlie’s head. With anyone else he might be insulted to have a number associated with him but for Charlie numbers were everything and prime numbers were special.
David kissed him and kept kissing teasing little sighs and moans out of Charlie’s mouth. When Charlie’s body began to go nicely limp he backed off and fished around inside the bag. He pulled out the cock ring. Charlie sucked in a sharp little breath. “Want to try it?”
Charlie nodded and spread his legs. David slipped Charlie’s balls through two of the leather loops then tightened the third around the base of his cock. Charlie grabbed the sheets while his hips lifted into David’s hands. “Oh god.”
“Not too tight?”
Charlie shook his head, his eyes squeezed shut. David smiled and knew exactly what he was doing next. Without giving Charlie any warning he sucked Charlie’s cock in with a long slurp. Charlie half sat up and cried out before flopping back down. David kept going. Usually Charlie didn’t last more than a couple of minutes into a blowjob but this time David just felt Charlie slowly expand between his lips getting larger and harder than ever before.
Charlie’s head began to thrash and the words that were falling from his lips were a combination of curses, prayers and words David would have to look up later. When Charlie began making a noise somewhere between a whine and a scream David backed off to look at his handy work. Charlie’s cock was glossy and nearly purple with the skin stretched tight. And while David couldn’t be completely sure he’d put it at least a half inch longer and thicker than usual. His balls were also drawn up tight and fighting the leather straps.
Charlie himself was gasping for air as tremors rippled across his body. He looked debauched and desperate and so sexy. David gave his own balls a quick tug not wanting to go off too soon himself.
“Don’t move,” David said grabbing the dildo from the bag and running to the bathroom. He gave the toy a quick wash down and grabbed an extra tube of lube and a towel before running back.
Charlie hadn’t moved an inch but his breathing had calmed a little. “Roll over on your front. We’re going to try your new toy.” Charlie smiled sort of dreamily and rolled over with an inelegant flop. “Did you wash well during your shower?”
Charlie nodded and David realized that he might have already rendered Charlie non verbal for the duration. Or at least non coherently verbal.
David knelt between Charlie’s legs and gave his own balls just a bit of a twist. Charlie’s ass was round and smooth and just there and waiting.
‘Not yet.’ He told himself sternly then laid his hands on the small of Charlie’s back. He rubbed gently relaxing the muscles. Charlie buried his face in a pillow with a groan. David slid his hands down kneading at Charlie’s ass casing Charlie to start to grind himself into the sheets.
Then David flipped open the lube. He slicked up his fingers first and Charlie raised his ass searching for them. David knew he could do it right then and there. Stretch Charlie and take him and he knew Charlie wouldn’t say no. He also knew Charlie would never forgive him and he’d never forgive himself.
He slid one finger between Charlie’s cheeks and in. Charlie must have worked himself well in the shower, there was no resistance, instead he just sighed and wriggled. David went for two fingers. That was a little tighter and Charlie made a mewing noise that David knew meant that Charlie wanted more. Truthfully most of Charlie’s noises were some form of demand for more. The phrase Pushy Bottom came to mind.
David took his time though and just let his two fingers slide in and out. As Charlie’s muscles clenched David imagined what they were going to feel like around his cock. He rubbed at Charlie’s back a bit more with his free hand and as soon as Charlie relaxed he slipped in a third finger. This time Charlie growled and started babbling into his pillow. David pulled out his fingers added some more lube and really went back in. Charlie pushed back.
“Easy.” David stoked Charlie’s back. “We have to do this slow, remember? As sexy as you are trying to fuck yourself on my fingers we have to go slow.”
Charlie said something into the pillow that David didn’t catch. Instead he twisted his fingers running them along Charlie’s prostate. Charlie yelped, jumped then settled back down. David pulled out his fingers and picked up Charlie’s new toy. The tip was the size of a marble but it widened quickly. He got a good grip on one end and spread lube across the rest.
Charlie looked up and over his shoulder. “Are you ready for this?” Charlie nodded and lifted his ass in the air. “If it hurts...”
“I know.” Charlie’s voice was already low and rough.
David used just the tip to tease at Charlie’s entrance before slipping it in just an inch. Charlie pushed back seeking more but David pulled it out and put a hand on the small of Charlie’s back. Once Charlie go the hint and settled back down David slid the dildo in again. He worked just the first inch then the second. When he had three inches in he twisted the dildo so the curve found Charlie’s prostate. Charlie moaned low and ground himself into the sheets.
Then David went farther. It was amazing watching Charlie stretch around the slick black acrylic then tighten up around the thinner parts. He almost wished he could take a picture of the dildo half in Charlie’s ass the other half protruding lewdly. His back was flushed and glossy with a thin sweat and his legs were spread in blatant invitation.
David let the dildo just sit for a while and let Charlie’s body adjust before slowly pushing in the thickest part. Charlie let out a wail and pushed back. David watched in fascination as Charlie’s muscles clenched and relaxed in waves right across his body. When they’d all relaxed David began pulling the dildo back out.
After that it was a matter of just finding a slow, easy rhythm. For ten minutes David kept a firm grip and slowly fucked Charlie’s ass. And for ten minutes Charlie moaned, grunted, whimpered, cried, begged and finally began screaming as he tried to work himself off against the sheets.
David pushed the dildo in as far as he felt safe then reached between Charlie’s legs and released the cock ring. Charlie screamed loud and long then went limp.
David eased out the dildo and quickly wiped Charlie clean. His reddened hole stayed open and inviting. He carefully rolled Charlie over.
“Charlie? Charlie?” Charlie was breathing steadily but he was out cold. David used the moment to clean up the considerable amount of cum clinging to Charlie’s stomach before pulling him into his arms. Charlie’s eyes fluttered open. “Hey there, you went away for a bit.”
Charlie opened his mouth but only a small mewing noise came out. Charlie frowned.
“It’s okay. Give everything a few minutes to reboot. Wiggle your fingers and toes.”
Charlie did as he was told before taking a deep breath. “Wow.” His voice was scratchy
“How do you feel? Any pain?”
Charlie shook his head. “Little sore. It’s okay.”
“Enjoy that?”
Charlie smiled and a thought bloomed in David’s mind. The thought was that Charlie, blissed out on sex, was one of the more beautiful things he’d ever seen. His eyes were alive but soft without that razor edge of lightening hot genius that seemed to define him most days. His cheeks were still flushed and his hair was a mess of curls. It was an angelic look. A debauched angel but an angel nonetheless. David felt his heart squeeze in his chest.
Charlie blinked slowly and David swore he could see bits of Charlie’s brain turning back on behind his eyes. Finally Charlie’s brows came together a little and he looked down their bodies. David was still half hard but was able to wait. Charlie reached down and slowly drew one finger along David’s length.
“How about if we take a bath and we can fool around there?”
Charlie smiled again. “You really should let me pay half your water bill or something.”
“Is that a yes?”
“If my legs still work and I can actually make it to the bathroom that’s a yes.”
~
David flicked the back of Colby’s ear. Colby jumped and sloshed a bit of coffee over his fingers.
“Dude, what was that for?”
“You owe Charlie a beer.”
Colby sucked the coffee off his fingers then took a sip. “Okay? What for?”
“Remember when we pulled you off that freighter we told you about some math Charlie did, a trust metric?”
“Sure, some weird math that said I probably wasn’t a spy and that’s why you guys came and got me.”
“Yeah, well, Charlie lied about his results. They were completely inconclusive; he just didn’t want you out there.”
“Well, I definitely owe him a beer then.”
David knew Colby wasn’t getting it. “Colby think about this Charlie Eppes went and lied about math results to save your ass.”
David saw the little twitch of realization behind Colby’s eyes. “Oh. Definitely owe Charlie a beer. Maybe a six pack.”
“Yeah. Just thought you should know. I mean Don hit that boat without a warrant...”
“But Charlie lied about math. Yeah, I get it. Next time we’re down at Gonzales’s I’ll definitely buy him a round.”
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