Chapter Thirty-One

Ruby: I keep thinking about what you said. About Friday. I don't know if I can wait that long. Call me when you can. If we can't meet at least I'll get to hear your voice.

Heat shot through him. He typed back quickly.

Sir: I will call within the next two hours. Be ready.

Beckett was watching him with knowing eyes. "The mystery woman?"

"None of your business."

"Right." Beckett's smile held no humor