CHAPTER 20
BLACK WALKED AROUND the helicopter on his way to help Jane, pausing to give me a high-five in the way he always used to whenever we came back from a successful job. But why did he do it just then? Today hadn’t exactly gone smoothly, had it? Habit, maybe.
He’d barely uttered a word on the way back. It wasn’t that we used to talk all the time, because we didn’t, but the silences between us had always been comfortable. Today, the words unspoken formed a gulf, one I had no idea how to cross.
What the hell should I say to him? Flying an unfamiliar helicopter, keeping low to avoid detection in a country where I wasn’t supposed to be, meant thinking about it had been impossible. I’d needed every ounce of concentration not to crash and kill us all. Wouldn’t that have been ironic? Bla
