Joel sat and stared at his computer at his desk at the police department.
Maurie came over. “The report will not write itself. I’m finished with mine, and it looks like you’ve barely started. Why don’t you take some time off and go on a trip somewhere? A cruise? Hawaii? Alaska?”
“I hate traveling alone.”
“Well, you have tons of time on the books. You need to use it to get over what’s-his-name.”
“London.”
“Yeah. Get over it. Jump back on the horse, get back in the water. There’s always another at bat, kid.” He sat close. “Or you can make up with him. Apologize for whatever you did that was stupid and pissed him off.”
“I don’t know what I did. He just dropped off the face of the Earth.”
“Have you called him?”
Joel shook his head. “No. I never wrote his number down, and when my cell p
