make the situation any easier to read.
“Just out of curiosity, why didn’t we both run when
we had the chance?”
“Because whatever brought these particular visitors
to your door is probably something I’m interested in.”
His tone was dryer than a Bombay Sapphire martini.
Fair enough. Her thoughts were running parallel to
his; that was pretty much the exact reason why she
hadn’t taken off in a burst of speed. Great, she was
thinking like a soul reaper. She wasn’t sure that ought
to make her proud.
Seconds ticked past. “What, no smart-ass quip?”
“I’m all out,” she muttered.
He made a sound that might have been a laugh before
letting out a soft hiss. He pushed her back with the flat
of his hand. Then he hooked a foot behind her leg and
held her there, as though he expected her to leap to the
fore.
She didn’t argue, not by word or action. She wasn’t so
stupid as to jump into the fray before she assessed the
risks.
“Fine by me. You stick your neck out, Krayl. I’ll
watch your style, judge theirs.” She paused, considered
and opted for the truth. “And, yeah, I’ll run like hell if
I think I’m outnumbered and outgunned.”
Because that’s what she’d been taught to do. Avoid
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capture. Besides, she didn’t exactly trust him to step
up and keep her safe. Why would she? She’d made a
