Between his two jobs, it wasn’t until late spring of the following year that Vance was actually able to get some time off for himself. By then he didn’t want it. However, Makie realized he was close to burning out so she sat him down and told him he wasn’t to report back to her for two weeks and then pulled some strings to make certain the Bureau also released him for the same time period.
“Now what the f**k am I going to do with myself,” Vance growled angrily as he strode out of Makie’s office and grabbed the first elevator down to the ground floor.
“Problems?” the only other person in the elevator asked sympathetically.
He looked at her and scowled. He recognized her vaguely as another one of the Old Man’s agents.
Holding up her hands she chuckled. “From the look on your face I’d say
