“You’re welcome. I am Ekaterina.”
“I’m Ty Small.”
“I know.” She smiled, and then glanced up at the sky. “It grows late. You should be on your way.”
It wasn’t even five, but I wasn’t going to argue with her. It would take me three hours to drive home, and by eight the sun would be on its way to setting. “My friends—”
“William.” The tallest of the men glanced her way, and she nodded toward where Jimmy and the others stood, staring from our departing attackers to our rescuers. William indicated he understood what she wanted, and then she turned to me. “My companions will see they come to no harm.”
“Thank you.” It was ironic I wanted to offer her my hand.
“Ty, what the f**k was that about?” Jimmy was looking a little green. Did he remember what had happened that night at my house?
“Just
