The absence of noise allowed him to clear his mind and to think more clearly. Occasionally he might put on the radio as he was driving, but for the most part, silence suited his purposes quite well. But as he drove them back to the precinct, the silence inside his car struck him as unnatural. Not because of the silence itself but because there was silence in his car while Moira Cavanaugh was in it. As each minute passed the effect of this silence only grew more discomforting. Finally, unable to endure the tortured absence of sound any longer, Davis glanced at the other occupant in his vehicle as he slowed at a red light. “So now what?” Moira leaned back against her seat and sighed. “Now I take this back to Carver and try to convince him to let me keep working on it. Technically, I still have more than twenty-four hours left.” “Work on what?”
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