I opened my eyes to semi-darkness, the silence broken by a steady beep-beep somewhere off to my right. I felt a little fuzzy around the edges, but not so much that I couldn’t deduce I was in a hospital and someone was rubbing my hand. I turned towards the touch.
“Bel?” The dark figure moved closer and became Kel. Without waiting for instructions from my scrambled brain, my lips curved up.
“We’ve got…to stop…meeting like this.” The smile that brightened his face was almost too much for my weakened condition. “What happened?”
“Someone planted a bomb in your car. Delayed timer. Opening the door activated the device, shutting it triggered the timer.”
“Oh.” Trust the CIA to tell you more than you wanted to know.
“You were damn lucky, Bel. It was designed so that most of the explosive force
