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Joe looked over the magazine at Andy, who was pacing up and down the floor at an increasing speed with every passing minute.
Joe: "Something wrong, Boss?"
Andy looked at Joe. It was clear Andy also was a bit irritated.
Andy: "With the time it takes, I could understand it if you were the one in the darkroom right now because you are always sneaking another photo of Nicky into the mix and calling it "Art"."
Andy had shown up out of the blue and asked for a favour. She had taken some sensitive photos she needed help developing, and since Joe and Nicky had the best equipment for that task, she went to them, even though it meant a journey of 1000 miles. Plus, they wouldn't ask stupid questions about the content of the photos.
Joe chuckled: "I didn't think you had the time for an art discussion."
Andy: "Very funny, Yusuf."
Joe knew whenever Andy called him "Yusuf", it was a way of saying, "I love you, but you are still a pain in the ass.".
Andy: "If your better half isn't out of the darkroom within the next ten seconds, I will get him."
Joe: "Before you do that, I would suggest you eat the rest of the sandwich Nicky made for you because you do remember what happened the last time he found out you hadn't eaten for two weeks ."
Andy took the plate, and if she hadn't been in such a hurry, she would have actually enjoyed eating the sandwich. Andy had just finished eating the sandwich when Nicky stood in the living room.
Nicky: "Glad to see you are eating, Andy. Did you enjoy the sandwich?"
Andy: "It was amazing, as always. Can I have my photos?"
Nicky raised an eyebrow.
Nicky: "Did you eat the sandwich or swallow it?"
Andy: "I really appreciate your cooking, Nicky, and you know it, and I promise when I return, you can feed me all the food you want, but I have a helicopter waiting for me, so can I please have my photos?"
Nicky handed Andy one set of photos while he kept the second set.
Andy: "All the photos, please."
Nicky: "We are keeping these because I don't think you have the time to deal with a weapon smuggler."
Andy: "What do you mean?"
Nicky showed Andy one of the photos.
Nicky: "When you took your photos of your target, you also took photos of another crime, so unless your case is related to the weapon smuggler, I think we can handle that since it is only a pit stop on the way to Berlin. It shouldn't take more than a few days to deal with."
Andy: "You have my blessing to deal with the weapon smuggler. See you in Berlin before spring."
Nicky caught Andy's jacket, stopping her in her tracks.
Nicky: "You aren't leaving before I have made you a packed lunch because who knows when you will have a decent meal again?"
Andy: "Okay, fine, but only because I love your packed lunches. And please remember I have a helicopter waiting.
Nicky handed the photos to Joe.
Nicky: "See what you can get out of them."
Ten minutes later, and after promising to destroy the photos they didn't need before leaving Tunis, Andy was gone after thanking Joe and Nicky for the help and the packed lunch, plus a packet with baklava. After closing and locking the front door, Joe found Nicky standing on the small balcony.
Joe: "She will be back when she is hungry."
Nicky: "I know, maybe we can take her to one of the concerts in Berlin. I think she would love it."
Joe wrapped his arms around Nicky from behind, which made Nicky lean a bit back because he knew Joe would never let him fall.
Joe: "So do I. Has it happened yet?"
Nicky: "Any seconds now."
Ten seconds later, Andy ran straight into a camel because she didn't see where she was running. Joe and Nicky laughed.
Nicky: "And if she asks, we didn't see anything."
Joe: "See what? All I saw was my beautiful husband standing in the sunlight."
Nicky: "Incurable romantic."
Nicky turned his head, and they kissed.
Joe: "Let us talk about the weapon smuggler. We know Andy took the photos in Brussell, but the licence plate says Naples, so where do you want to start?"
Nicky sat down on the sofa, and Joe joined him shortly after with something cold to drink before they started to devise a plan to deal with the weapon smuggler.