"We can't do this." Daniel whined. "It's invasion of privacy. If we get caught were dead men!"
Daniel was right. Spying on Carter in the shower was wrong on so many levels, but that wasn't going to stop him. He was going to find that tattoo if it killed him.
"Daniel, I'm black-ops trained. I'll be in and out before you can say…"
"Colonel O'Neill that's a court martial offence?"
"Shut up."
Jack positioned his Spyglass. Thanking whoever made them see round corners.
Sam stood under the spray, water cascading down her body.
Jack froze. Then he saw it.
"Bingo!"