“Listen up, everyone,” Jarrod announced over the murmurs of conversation. “There can be no smoking on this hike since the brush is dry and I don’t want to be responsible for the place going up in flames.
“I guess that means me,” Spike said, his voice gravely and Maverick had a hunch the man smoked a pack a day, but he had to give him credit; he put the cig out without a fuss.