“I even closed my eyes when you were changing earlier,” I mutter, then catch myself. “Great job, Rhodes. Talking to yourself about how you sometimes don’t watch the woman you’re illegally surveilling while she changes clothes. That’ll hold up beautifully in court. ‘Your Honor, I’d like to enter my basic human decency as Exhibit A.’” Did I say all that out loud? To no one? Not that closing my eyes negates the whole invasion thing. But still. Principles.
