"Always an option," Wash says coldly. "Sure we can get a shipment of really good drugs delivered if we want that."

He unfastens the cuffs and takes them away, not giving York anything to work with, although he lingers a little longer than he should. The bodysuits are called that for a reason, skintight and hiding absolutely nothing at all. "You'll deal directly with me and Carolina. Everyone else has orders not to interact for any reason."