I didn’t realize how strongly I’d been gripping Hadley’s hand until a soft whine broke through her lips. “Ouch,” she said as she gently pulled back.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, patting the bruised hand. “I guess I’m just nervous.”
“We both are.” She stroked my leg. “How much longer do we have now?”
Checking my watch, I told her. “About an hour.”
“Have you heard anything else?” She’d been napping for the first few hours, leaving me alone to stew with my thoughts.
“Not yet. I have an hourly report being sent through to my email. If there are any nonemergency changes, I’ll see it. So far, so good.”
“Thank God.” She whispered. Both of us turned to look out the window at the sprawling ground beneath us. “I’ve been praying for them relentlessly. I want them to be safe. I don’t know what I’ll do if
