It was hard to be pissed off at Bruce at the moment. The coffee was much-needed and almost seemed thoughtful at the moment. It had been a long night on patrol and she definitely needed the jolt.
"Yeah, hi. I want enough espresso to fill a venti cup with a lethal dose of mint."
The barista blinked. Marissa leveled a look that said she meant business.
"Okay. Absolutely, Miss Wayne."
"Thanks." Marissa heard the door open and glanced to see who had walked in. Keith Queen. She knew his face.
"You're better looking in person," she said with a small smile.
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