She managed a small laugh. “Ummm. Debatable.”
“Yeah, I bet. Chin up, girl.” Dallas’ eyes were warm. “We got this, OK? You stay close to Jim, and let me do my part. We all hang in there for just a while longer, and we’ll get through it.”
After Dallas had gone, Kat looked at Jim, her face tight with stress.
“God,” she said. “He’s just not giving up, is he?”
“Dallas?” Jim asked, knowing full well who she was actually talking about.
“Well, him too. But I meant – him.”
“Yeah, well, none of us are either. And we’ve got all the advantage here, sweetheart, don’t forget that. He has no idea we’re coming, no idea we’re watching him.”
She took a deep breath. “You’re right.”
“I know I am. Now, go and have a relaxing shower, and get ready for bed, OK? Everything’s fine.”
“OK.”
He watched her
