QUOTE : Getting comfortable, he slipped off his suit jacket and made one last call for the night.<br /><br />“So? Is Jordan on board?” Davis asked.<br /><br />“Of course. Eckhart’s not going to slip away that easily. But there’s a catch.” Nick eased onto the bed. “I’m calling in that favor you owe me. The one that just tripled in magnitude because of this mess you roped me into.”<br /><br />Davis sounded surprised. And a little suspicious. “What kind of favor?”<br /><br />“Do we still have Agent Griegs in play?” Nick asked.<br /><br />“Yes. Why?”<br /><br />“This will involve him, too.”<br /><br />Davis sighed. “I’m not going to like this favor, am I?”<br /><br />“Probably not,” Nick said. “But I debated between this and having you call my mother to explain that it’s your fault I can’t make it to her sixtieth birthday party. You pick. But I should warn you: my mother is Italian. New York Italian, which is like being five hundred percent Italian.”<br /><br />Davis swore under his breath. “The hell with that. I’ll get ahold of Griegs.