Twenty-Two
Jacquie didn’t materialize until the sun was well on its way past the horizon. At least a couple more hours were gone. She looked a little worse for wear, dark circles ringed her eyes. I sat up as much as the stitches in my belly allowed.
“I want to apologize again for lying to you about all the magic stuff and putting your job on the line,” I said before she could speak. “If I could go back and do it again, I’d tell you everything up front.”
She leaned on the foot of the bed. “Hindsight is twenty-twenty. I’m sorry too. By the way, The captain knows you were attacked. I had to make up some half-a*s excuses why you weren’t in a hospital.”
“Damn, I’m sorry you had to lie for me.”
“Something tells me it won’t be the last time. I know you’re still recovering, but we need to fin
