"Rickie,"
"Yes boss," came Rickie's immediate response through the speakerphone.
"Andrew Wilson," he tried to say the name as naturally as he could.
"H-He's still pacing outside, do you want us to put him in a car and take him somewhere further away?"
Summer shuddered at the question, and Valentine rolled his eyes at his bodyguard who had no idea somebody else was hearing the conversation. "…You know Rickie, if someone happened to be next to me, what kind of a person would he think I am?"
There was a moment of silence, "No! No! Absolutely not! You're very kind, you're the kindest most talented man I know! You're quite easy on the eyes too!"
Summer and Valentine both slightly frowned as they exchanged a look.
