![]() ![]() The word kicking around the office was that she was getting tired of the graveyard shift. Edward was struck by the transformation: a moment ago she had been hinting at quitting, and now she had the tunnel vision of a frontline soldier. ![]() But Janine was all business as she slipped on her headphones and dialed the client. The gentle electronic pulse sounding from the dispatcher’s console had all the urgency of a boarding announcement at a regional airport. So he shut the door on the cold night and walked back into the office to see if he could lend a hand. And yet, Janine would know that he had heard, and Edward couldn’t just leave while she was in the middle of dealing with an alert. ![]() Somebody coming home after a few too many and fumbling the abort code a nightmare-addled child staggering into a forbidden room. Even now, in the dead of the night, the time of break-ins and drunken squabbles and combusting embers, it would almost certainly be false. The alarm came in just as he was leaving the office. ![]()
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