Alpha Theo
He brings a hand to his chin, thinking.
“So like a forcefield,” I tease. “Sure, we’ll just whip one of those up in the IT hub.”
Theo rolls his eyes, that charming smile on his lips. “I’m serious. There’s gotta be something. Like land mines, but not something that’ll blow someone up. Just incapacitate them somehow.”
I shrug. “Maybe. It’s worth looking into, at least.”
He blows out a breath, eyes trained on the ceiling again. “I’ll bring it up to the guys at our meeting next week, see if we can come up with something.”