Chapter 16: Binary and Bone
Anthony
The drive back from Happy Pines was quiet, apart from the trucks heater blowing full force on our feet. She was staring out the window at the blurred skeletons of the maple trees, her jaw set in that familiar, rigid line. I knew she was currently building a thousand mental walls to counteract what Dot had said about us being a "matched set."
We didn't go to our separate corners when we got back. Myra went straight to the office and opened her laptop. She didn’t even take off her coat, just sat there and started typing with a ferocity that made me think she was trying to punish the keyboard for everything Jason Thorne had done today. Her fingers flew, a staccato rhythm of clicks that filled the small space.
"I’m going to start the dough for the mornin
