Jameson Mackay
"Are you ready, sir?" Pacheco stuck his face through the passenger seat window of the car.
Jameson nodded and without another word, Pacheco got into the car and they headed home. Jameson threw his head against the headrest. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had to do something about the information he just received from Jacob. His eyes met Pacheco's through the rearview mirror. The look in Pacheco's eyes told him that the man wanted in on whatever was bothering him. Jameson looked away from him. This wasn't the place to discuss trivial matters. He waited until they got home.
