Evo's POV
"Man, what happened last night was so great that I didn't sleep,"
We were walking down the hall with Migs. Since we met in the parking lot this morning, he hasn't stopped talking about what happened last night as if I weren't there. He seems overcome by what he did last night to help with the case. True, because a different team of cops stopped the sale of national artifacts and their scheduled shipment.
"Yes, but what you did was that Sir Eduard yelled at me because he thought I told you about the team and..."
"It didn't happen. After all, I did help, so what's the problem?"
"I told you, we have a great team," I said. "And I told you, it's a secret. The government didn't know about our special team, so it shouldn't be messed up."
"Why is your team special?" Migs asked. "How come it is special?"
Before I could open my mouth, someone called us. "Dude!"
