Shirley snorted softly. "Old my ass. You did that test quicker and easier than I did.And you can out sprint me."
"Only when I'm scared shitless. Fear does wonderful things to the feet." Ben's gaze found Ethan's. "Is it safe for all of us to be going out?"
Meaning, was it safe for Shirley to go out? Ethan pushed open the stairwell door and waved her through. "Yes," he said, following Ben into the stairwell. "Because we don't know who else might have infiltrated the Circle."
"So we stick together?" Ben asked.
"For the moment."
"There go my plans for tonight," Shirley murmured.
"Hey, old men can be deaf when they want to be."
Shirley's glance back at Ben was wry. "I wasn't planning to make bedsprings squeak. I had something more exotic in mind."
"Oh." Ben's expression was amused. "Well, you'll just have to be exotic some other time."
