“We’re all doing our best. The hours we’re putting in, working from home… ”

Juniper’s expression went surgical. Her weight shifted, hip cocked… the stance she took before destroying witnesses. “Oh really? Is that what we’re calling it? Because from where I’m standing, he can’t even stay focused on the most important case of my…” She caught herself, amended: “Of these people’s lives.”

“I trust Daniel knows what he’s doing. Martinez brought him in specifically for… ”

“No.” Juniper’s hand cut between them… flat, final, like ruling something inadmissible. “He’s not present. He’s never been present. Every time we get close to something crucial, he’s somewhere else entirely.”