“Did they give you your vacation time?” I asked Lorne as soon as he was in the car.
“Yep. They weren’t happy, but when I told them I had to go home because Mom was having major surgery next Monday and wanted me there, they agreed.”
I chuckled. “You’re getting into this whole secret agent thing.”
He looked defiant as he replied, “I’ll do whatever it takes to find Kyler’s killer. If they’d refused, I’d have quit.”
“Don’t go overboard,” I said, shooting him a warning look and gripping his shoulder as I returned my attention to driving.
I was surprised when he put his hand over mine momentarily, saying, “I’m not. I’m doing what’s necessary, although I’m not sure how much help I’m going to be when we get there.”
I smiled. “We’ll figure out something to keep you busy, and…” I glanced at hi
