Chapter 58

I waited to hear what Matheson had to say now.

“It was a good night.” He gazed off into space, a soft expression on his face, unusual in that at one point he’d been a stone-cold killer. He cleared his throat. “Anyway, I’d like to fly up to Cambridge with Theo and make it legal.”

“You have to be a resident of Massachusetts.”

“I know. I still am. When I came down here, I learned that you still have your Massachusetts driver’s license, and I thought it might be a good idea if I held onto mine as well.”

“Smart.”

“Thank you.” He blushed.

“And you want two weeks off?”

“Yes, sir. If that’s all right?”

I turned the pages of my desk calendar until I reached August, then checked September as well. “It looks like we don’t have any operations set up at this point, but if anything comes up, we’ve got Rayne, Ahrens, and Johnson.”

“And Winchester.”