CHAPTER 41
LUKE DECIDED NOT to mention the torture parts to Mack. If she didn’t know, he’d rather avoid upsetting her further. It might not be true, anyway. All he had was second-hand information, and Nick could have misunderstood the situation.
Mack came back a couple of hours later, carrying a bag from Starbucks.
“You’re a genius,” Luke said as she unloaded pastries onto a plate.
“I don’t know about that.” Her cheeks went adorably pink. “I just wanted some food that didn’t taste of cardboard.”
Luke cast his eyes over the selection of cakes and danishes. “You made a good choice.”
“I only eat sugary food when I’m stressed. Normally, I’m quite good.”
“You and me both. I need to diet, but I keep telling myself ‘tomorrow.’ How did the meeting go?”
“Dead end, for the moment.” She stuff
