“You’re getting a bit slow from your easy assignment,” Gawain said, prodding the other man. Trenton slid a dark look his way. “You’ve seen the types of situations she gets herself into. Does this seem like a cushy assignment to you?” Gawain gave a small shrug, conceding Trenton’s point with a small smirk. Shea ignored the banter. She did not get herself into situations. She saw a problem and fixed it. Not her fault that things often avalanched from there.
