Chapter Seven
You’ve told me a good deal about your childhood and adolescence,” Mackenzie said. “We need to get to the heart of your passions.”
“I thought you were going to skirt that entirely, Ms. Durrant,” the Colonel said.
They’d worked for three days. Mitchell had taken to calling her, Ms. Durrant, as though he was addressing a professional, which she was. When they weren’t working—at mealtime, and in the few moments she allowed herself to be with him in a non-working venue—he referred to her as Jackie, occasionally Jackie Mackenzie, as if he was trying to please her. However, the mention of the name Jackie in any conversation annoyed her, and he knew this.
“I know the purpose of this book as well as you do,” Mackenzie reminded him.
“Glad you hadn’t forgotten. I was sure y
