It wasn’t Cutter who opened, it was Helen, who had already made herself quite at home in Cutter’s apartment.

Cutter was looking a little bewildered on the couch, he’d barely registered the sound of the door knocking but then he had never been able to say no to Helen.

“Well, well, well isn’t this a surprise, Connor Temple it’s been a while hasn’t it?” Helen smiled demurely at him.