After the meeting with the CIA Agent, they made their way to the door and Bailey opened it for Michael. Standing just outside was Bridget. She had been waiting patiently since Michael entered the room with Bailey.
"Sorry it took so long," Michael said, stepping out into the hallway.
Bridget gave him a reassuring smile. "It's alright. What did you discuss there?"
Michael glanced around to ensure no one was within earshot before responding. "It's something important, Bridget. But I can't tell you the details right now."
Her eyes searched his face for a moment, then she nodded, accepting his response. "I understand. Just promise me you're making the right decision."
Michael placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. "I promise. Let's go get some fresh air."
