“Ms. Gardner, welcome to the city. It shouldn’t take you long to figure out Ms. Phillips doesn’t have a sense of humor. I don’t care what she tells you to the contrary.” Cain held her hand out and Dylan took it with a slight widening of her eyes. “You were kicking ass in Los Angeles for the last four years, so I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior. You seem like the kick ass and take names type.”

“You know who I am?” Dylan asked.

“Like I tell Phillips and all her playmates all the time, it’s only fair. You know all about me.” Cain smiled and Emma laughed. Shelby had to laugh as well. Cain Casey was aggravating as hell, but she was entertaining. “At least you think you do. Life’s more interesting if there are some mysteries left. Don’t you think so?”

“Stop scaring the new agent and get going. We’re only here for dinner,” she said but did give Cain a small smile.

The host agreed to where she wanted to sit, so they were close to the room where the heads of the top three organized families in the city were meeting. She’d love to finally hear what they talked about just to satisfy her curiosity, job be damned. They took their menus and ordered two teas.

“I’d be nice to order a big glass of wine every so often,” she said, and Dylan smiled at her.

“With your luck, you’d shoot someone in the kitchen if you got tipsy,” Joe said in their ears. “It would be hard to explain if you let the killers escape because you can’t walk a straight line.”

“True, and we ordered tea, so get out of my head,” she said, rolling her eyes. They ordered a meal after the drinks were delivered, knowing Cain and company would be a while. They always were. “Are you liking the new assignment so far?” she asked Dylan.

Their new team member was beautiful and seemed casual about everything except her job. They hadn’t spent a lot of time together, which made it hard to get an idea of what made her tick. All she knew was that Dylan had transferred for safety reasons. She’d been made by one of the drug cartels, and the bureau had found it necessary to move her not only out of the state, but out of the public eye until things calmed down. Surveillance in the back of a van was certainly out of the public eye.

“I’m used to being in the field, but this isn’t too bad.” Dylan buttered a piece of bread and glanced at the closed room Cain had disappeared into. “Casey is a different animal than what I’m used to.”