CHAPTER 50
WHEN WE GOT back after lunch, Mack disappeared with Luke for the afternoon, partly to look at the sights of Richmond and partly, I suspected, to look at each other.
Blackwood offered flexible hours for senior employees. People could work whenever they wanted as long as they got the job done. For some projects, like the Syria incident, we stayed in the office twenty-four seven, but everyone needed downtime. If Mack wanted to take a few days off and her schedule allowed it, that was up to her.
I went back to the surveillance room and found Tia watching video feeds from a shopping mall beside Jorge, who appeared to be her new best friend.
“Oh no, lady. You need to put those back!”
“Shoplifter?” I raised an eyebrow at Jorge.
“No.” He rolled his eyes. “She just doesn’t think a
