Chapter Twenty-Two
Jas’ alarm woke her two hours before the Thylacine was due to jump to the battle zone. Her stomach sank at the thought that, this time, Carl would be among her fighter pilots. The sound of her alarm hadn’t disturbed him, and she studied his tired features with concern. He needed a week of sleep before he would be in a state fit to fly, but she knew he wouldn’t allow her to exempt him from duty.
The fact that she was the person who might be sending him out to risk his life again seemed unbearably cruel. Just when she thought the Shadow War couldn’t ask any more of her, it made another request.
She eased herself out of Carl’s arms and went quietly to take a shower. She would delay waking him until it was absolutely necessary. She would leave just enough time for him to
