“I definitely agree,” Claire echoed at once.
“Yeah, me, too, you little brat,” Ryan said. “Although God help Yoda.”
Marc and Patrick were both nodding.
Seeing the team’s reaction, Emma almost jumped up and down. “Casey?” she asked.
Casey didn’t contemplate for long. “Probation over,” she announced. “You are now officially a member of Forensic Instincts.”
“Awesome!” Emma looked around eagerly. “Now I’ve been dying to know—do I get to choose my own business cards? No offense, but all of yours are kind of boring. I saw a cool purple-and-pink design online that I’m crazy about. Do I need approval? Or can I just order them?”
There was a cumulative groan as the team prepared themselves for Hurricane Emma and the next adventure that awaited Forensic Instincts.
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