Chapter 42

Nick had just taken a shower. He let everyone take a shower first since Rodriguez and Albertson had to be at the station by eight. Gia and Walker wanted to cook breakfast for everyone, so Nick ate first and showered last.

His brown hair was still wet. He was bare-chested and barefoot when he walked downstairs. He had on brown slacks. He put his shirt on the couch. Nick planned to drive into Phoenix later to do some recon on fugitives at large.

Nick was about to sit down when the doorbell rang. He walked across the carpet to answer it. He wasn’t surprised when he opened the door. Nick figured he’d show up sooner or later.

“You still haven’t shaved,” Goldman said with a smirk.

“I was expecting you,” Nick said with a little smile.

Goldman raised his shaving kit. Goldman was the best shave man around. His father and grandfather had been barbers. Goldman gave Nick an old fashion Italian shave.

An hour later, Nick’s face was as smooth as a baby’s bottom. They didn’t talk during that time, b