“You have no idea where you’re going, do you?” he asked. “You’ve got the suitcase packed and by the door, but you have no clue where you’re off to next.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Let me guess. The plan is to get to the station, and take the first f*****g bus or train leaving Colorado. Is that right?”
Kat avoided his stare, trying not to let him see that he was bang on. But he knew.
“Yeah, I thought so.” He moved closer to her again. “What are you running from?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“Are you a criminal? Did you kill someone? Rob a bank? What?”
“No.” She looked shocked. “No. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
He heard the inflection in her words. “So who did?”
She pressed her lips together, to stop herself from saying any more.
Jim studied her, and sighed. “OK, fine. Don’t tell me toda
