Mace: Lighthouse Security & Investigations Page 20
Walker headed over to his computer station and Mace strolled over to her desk. Settling his hip on the corner, he leaned over and whispered, “It’s been months but I still can’t get used to seeing you here, right where you belong, Mrs. Hanover.”
Sylvie’s wide grin warmed Mace’s heart, but they were soon interrupted as Bab’s called out.
“Boss, got your CIA liaison on the phone. You want it now?”
Lifting an eyebrow, Sylvie grinned. “Duty calls, sweetheart.”
Kissing the top of her head, he acknowledged, “Put him on speaker, Babs,” before turning to face the Keepers, ready for their next assignment.
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