"You may be right about that." Matt got up off the table, taking off the bracelet from his wrist. Being part of a 'team' wasn't exactly his style. Even as a laywer, he distanced himself from his co-workers in a way. But these were extenuating circumstances.

Still, too bad he couldn't go back for his mask. Or any other clothes. Or his batons. "I don't suppose said room has a shower handy? Or does the future not believe in showers?"