Alysha’s clothes stuck to her skin. With her old partner, she’d have stripped to her bra, but not with the rookie, so she merely entertained the thought of making a suggestion to have surveillance vans fitted with climate control on top of their usual gadgets.
“How about I nip to the store for some cool drinks?”
Keeping her eyes on a screen - currently useless infrared imaging - Alysha answered, “No.”
Barely a minute later, he said, “Or I could ask the people in the house here if we could borrow a bottle”
“Travis, this is no school trip.”
“But-”
“No. Way.”