CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
With all the background covered, Si Waldo directed them to, ‘Take five.’ He moved in front of the large projector screen casting a shadow over Georgie’s photos. Added, ‘Use this opportunity to clear your schedules for the rest of today.’
While the CIU boss conferred with Bruner and Darma, bodies stretched and shifted en masse. Most members made calls or plugged messages on their phones. Many rushed off as if desperate for the toilet or a strong coffee. Noise erupted all around.
Franklin stood back, observing. Several workmates nodded his way or came over to thump him on the back. He thanked them, but uneasily. Happier when they crowded around Georgie, shook her hand and showed her the respect she deserved.
As the minutes went beyond five, the volume hiked. Those aro
