"Well," Tereus sat back in his chair and scrubbed at his face. "My laptop is beyond repair but I was able to salvage the work we were doing with our special project." He opened his hands as a means to offer an alternative.

This was a dicey thing to do. Beckett had the ability to throw herself into her work and to simply not deal with the issues before her. He could be enabling that. On the other hand, he understood going stir crazy.