CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Mackenzie was surprised and relieved to see that Benjamin did not look nearly as tired as she had expected him to be. It was 2:50 when she followed him back into the small library in the back of the small church. He seemed almost happy to be there, as if he might be returning to his favorite place in the world.
“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you meeting me at such a miserable hour,” Mackenzie said.
Benjamin shrugged as she plopped down in the couch. “I’m a bit of a night owl anyway,” he said. “I was just getting ready to settle down for the night when you called.”
“I’ll try to see to it that you return to your bed as soon as possible,” she said.
She was wearing her laptop bag over her shoulder. She slid it off, opened up her laptop, and pulled up the images
