Chapter Six
Nick had begun to realize that he wasn’t good at interrogating kids. Especially not after watching Grace struggling with her hair for what seemed like an hour back in the lab. He’d wanted to stride across the room to pull her hands away and feel the hair cascade and cling and wrap around his fingers—in that dream world inside his head where she’d let him, that is.
It had left him with no patience. And especially not with Jamie, who liked to talk, but not about the things Nick wanted to talk about.
“And so everybody wants Dr. Daniel to come speechify at them about their bees ’cause he knows that if you farm organic and don’t do all kinds of chemicals and pesticides, they don’t do that disappearing act like the commercial bees do.” Jamie leaned in conspiratorially. “If I was t
