Closing her eyes, Anna tried to steady her emotions. “You don't have time for this,” she said. “If you're gonna be any help to anyone, you can't afford to let yourself collapse into a pile of mush.”
A knock on the glass door that looked into the hallway startled her. Nassai couldn't see through solid objects, even when they were transparent.
She spun around, expecting to see Larani Tal outside her door, and instead found the one person she really didn't want to talk to. Jack stood in the hallway in jeans and a gray t-shirt under a blue sweater he left unzipped. He was as handsome as ever with that unkempt hair and a mischievous glint in his eye.
Anna smiled, bowing her head to him. “You can come in,” she said, striding toward the door. “I thought you might stop by.”
He pushed the door
