Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-One

After he had cleaned up Beckett settled Bea on the sofa with more coffee, he hadn't even allowed her to change or shower. Then retrieved his laptop from the kitchen counter. She watched him set it up on the coffee table, her jaw tight, arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm calling a friend first," Beckett said, opening the laptop. "Someone who can explain this better than I can. Plus, it's someone tha