“I can imagine.” Jordan knew she sounded absent, and she told herself that she needed to focus, to keep acting as if everything was normal. But it wasn’t. How could it be when Hasan was a mile away, fighting with every breath to live with the effects of the devices that protected Los Alamos? She was supposed to be getting them a car so they could flee, not sitting here and chatting as if she didn’t have a care in the world. There wasn’t any way she could have turned down Katelyn’s request to come here and check on Lindsay without looking suspicious, but still….
“Jordan.”
“What?” God, she sounded guilty.
“What’s going on? Really?” Lindsay pushed herself as upright as she was able, probably so she could better look Jordan in the eye. “We don’t know each other that well, but I’m still gett
