CHAPTER 27
THE SUN SET. Luke was still inside the house, but he’d paced so much the bottom of his shoes must have worn thin. I covered my mouth as I yawned, out of both tiredness and boredom. There was a good reason I delegated surveillance work whenever possible. I’d much rather be out shooting people.
Relax, I was just kidding.
Maybe.
At six, Luke lay back on the bed and dozed, which meant I got some sleep myself without bloody movement alarms going off. That relief was short-lived, however, because at nine he got up and resumed his now familiar route. Through the hall to the kitchen. Turn. Back to the front door. Turn. In every step, his fear and frustration was evident, and it hurt to watch.
I got out of the car for a stretch and another pee then huddled under the blanket again. T
