He heard a gentle voice say his name. He looked up to find Jenna staring at him from across the room with something like concern. “You’ll want to leave with the reporter, I suppose.”
In a voice low and dangerous, Leander said, “This is madness, Jenna.”
She lifted a shoulder. “Such is life. If our end is here, if that’s what’s meant to happen, so be it. We’re all on a ticking clock, and life in a cage isn’t a life worth living.”
“You sound like Morgan!” he exploded, but his wife remained calm as morning.
“Thank you.”
“It wasn’t a compliment! This isn’t only about us! About our safety, our future! What about the girls?”
She sent him a look that would have had Hawk’s testicles shrinking up into his abdomen. But Leander was apparently a stronger man than he; he didn’t even flinch.
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