9
English forced his gaze away from Caitlyn for the hundredth time that day. He was starting to worry himself with how much he was staring at her. The case was too slow to hold his focus, and Caitlyn was…. Well, she was Caitlyn.
Adam walked back into the living room, staring at his phone.
Liam jumped on the distraction from Caitlyn. “Did you get something?”
Adam shook his head. “My orders.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means I can’t stay. I requested an extension to my leave, or to be put on this case, but my boss didn’t approve either. We have a big case of our own, and he can’t spare the manpower. I report back Monday morning.”
“s**t,” English said.
“You’re leaving?” Caitlyn asked.
“Tomorrow, yes. But you’re in good hands with Liam.” Adam winked at her.
Caitlyn wrapped her arms a
