“OK, hold on, sweetheart.” Chris held out his hands to her. “Let’s all just calm down. Come and sit down again, Kat.” He smiled at her. “I know that’s not your name, but it’s all I’ve got to call you right now, alright?”
Despite herself, she found herself softening towards Chris.
God, he’s a nice guy.
“Yeah, OK. I mean, I did promise to give you a chance to convince me, so I owe you at least that much.” She sat down on the chair, took a deep breath. “So, you get it now, right? What I’m up against and what I’m scared of. What you’re supposed to keep me safe from – me and the girls.”
“Yeah, we do.” Dean’s voice was low. “We get it, hon.”
“And?” she asked.
“And,” Dallas said. “You tell me his name, and I flip the tables on him.”
“What?” she said, perplexed.
“Well, unlike you, he’s not
