CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The following morning, Mackenzie met Bryers in the Academy parking lot with a hot cup of coffee waiting. This time, he had a temporary badge for her, a plastic card attached to a lanyard that she placed around her neck.
“I pushed for them to just let you have the real thing,” he said. “They wouldn’t do it. Apparently, they take their badges pretty seriously.”
“And what would be the point?” Mackenzie asked. “After all, I’m only going to be around for another twenty-eight hours.”
She could see that Bryers was trying to think of something reassuring to say but was at a loss. Not giving things a chance to get awkward, Mackenzie got into their car and waited for him to do the same. It made her think of how Ellington had told her about something Bryers had encountered in his
