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It’d taken all my control not to follow To clutch the handles of Jasmine’s chair and wheel it in the opposite direction

They’re co for you, Jethro

They’ll save you

It killed me that I wouldn’t be there That I wouldn’t be the one coaxing hi hied to Jaz Jethro had sacrificed his life to save hers--it was only fair she did the sa There was no telling her plans--whatever they were--would be executed without a hitch No saying they would be safe

If Cut found out, Jaz would be punished, Jethro and Kes killed for real, and Vaughn repeatedly beaten I had no doubt they would destroy hied for death

And all for what? For the unfortunate curse of being lared at the wheelchair, lurking in the shadows by the door It looked so sad, so erieved for its occupant, no longer wanting to provide a purpose without her

Dawn lurked on the horizon

Pink swirls and purple splashes slowly pushed aside ht black

For the fiftieth time, I looked at the clock

6:37 am

I’d returned to o

Where were they?

What had they been doing?

Are you still alive, Jethro?

Are you safe?

I hadn’t slept I hadn’t relaxed How could I when they were out there, sneaking beneath sleeping ca men who in Cut’s mind were dead?

The dresser was back across the door, fir panic as each hour traded night for day and the chance of getting caught increased

"What do you ? No, she isn’t She’s here…in the bathroo at the end of my bed That would fail If she were in the bathroo a nap; I don’t want to disturb her"

All Cut would have to do was bang on the door and ‘wake her up’ to realize there was no nap to disturb

"God, this isn’t going to work"

Please, hurry!

The last ofoff the silver ri of not being alone As if the inanimate object was sohost of Jaz, leaving her impression with me even while she ran escapades with ?