Zodiac: Choices

"Why don't you check us in... Here's my card," you tell Knox. It's a thin ploy to keep him busy. Fortunately, he has better sense than to argue with his field commander. He's too much of a career agent.

"I hope you got us a good room..." she says in a husky whisper.

Ione accompanies Knox to the front desk, leaving you and Mercy with some space. You flash a brief smile at her. "We need to talk," you say.

"About what?" she asks, brushing some hair away from her face and warming you up with her sultry smile.

"About us."

"What a wonderful topic," she says with a waggle of her eyebrow. "What about us?"

You sigh. You wonder how you should proceed.