CHAPTER FIFTY
The rings around her eyes worried Franklin. So did her working through without breaks and running on caffeine alone. ‘Georgie, you can’t operate without food.’
‘I’m not stopping, but you can. Throw me a banana.’
He aimed the fruit at her and chuckled when she intercepted it without glancing up.
‘Wise guy, Franklin.’
Franklin again, huh?
She lifted her head, running her gaze over his face. ‘You’ve got a heavy shift later. You should take a rest.’
He shook his head. ‘We’re in this together.’
Georgie’s eyes took a distant look. ‘That lighter. YF.’
‘Could mean “your friend”, “yours faithfully”.’
She said, ‘I’ll bet it’s “yours forever”.’
‘So this is all about Clare?’
‘I think so. Let’s go through it.’
She flicked to a fresh sheet on her notepad and they recapped all
