Semua Bab Enemy From The Past (Unseen Enemy 4): Bab 31 - Bab 40

She managed a small laugh. “Ummm. Debatable.”“Yeah, I bet. Chin up, girl.” Dallas’ eyes were warm. “We got this, OK? You stay close to Jim, and let me do my part. We all hang in there for just a while longer, and we’ll get through it.”After Dallas had gone, Kat looked at Jim, her face tight with stress. “God,” she said. “He’s just not giving up, is he?”“Dallas?” Jim asked, knowing full well who she was actually talking about.“Well, him too. But I meant – him.”“Yeah, well, none of us are either. And we’ve got all the advantage here, sweetheart, don’t forget that. He has no idea we’re coming, no idea we’re watching him.”She took a deep breath. “You’re right.”“I know I am. Now, go and have a relaxing shower, and get ready for bed, OK? Everything’s fine.”“OK.”He watched her go into the bathroom, and he waited until the shower had been running for a few minutes. When he was sure she wasn’t coming out again, Jim picked up his cell and called Dallas.“I figured I’d hear from you,”

“Uh, sure.”“Nothing’s going on with Sean that needs you to stay close?”She shook her head, touched as always that Dallas thought about her son. He had a brain tumor, and she was a single mother, and Dallas never forgot any of that even for one second. She’d started working for Dallas almost eight months earlier, and it was the best decision she’d ever made.“No treatments this month,” she said quietly. “And he’s doing OK. Mom can take care of him for me, if you need me to leave town.”Sully looked at her sitting there, so strong and fragile, and as always, his heart squeezed a little bit. Cordelia was the toughest, kindest person he knew, and the fact that she cared for a sick child and kicked ass at a full-time job never ceased to amaze him. He felt himself softening towards her now, and his irritation at being stuck with an untrained civilian lessened as he looked into her warm brown eyes.“OK, then,” Dallas said. “I’m going to need you to accompany Sully to Oregon. As his wife.”

“Oh, God, Kat.” Jenny was near tears as she held Kat’s hand. “Why didn’t you tell us any of this?”“I – I couldn’t. I didn’t know how.”They nodded. They all had their own things that were hard to talk about, so none of them were going to pretend that Kat opening her mouth was easy.“Any news from Sully in Oregon?” Liv said.“Nothing major yet, since the sheriff is in town, just going about his life.” Kat sipped her wine. “I’m supposed to meet Dallas in a few days, after work, and he’ll tell me and Jim what’s been going on.”“And Jim’s staying with you?” Emma said.“Yeah.” Kat shrugged. “I keep saying that if the dickhead is in Foxburg Falls, and Dallas’ team have eyes on him, then Jim can go home. But the guys say no way.”“How come?” Jenny said.“Because they think that there's a tiny, remote chance that the sheriff may have some people helping him, so they never want me on my own." She huffed. "But really? They’re just stubborn, over-protective males who take bodyguard duty far too

“Oh, it is,” Ferguson said warmly. “We’d welcome you.”“Thank you,” Sadie Crawford said. “That’s so kind.”“Well, I need to get to work, unfortunately,” Ferguson told them. “Enjoy your time here, and I hope to see you both again.”“Yes, you too,” she told him. “Have a good day.”He tipped his hat again, the perfect gentleman, and headed over to Laura to get his coffee. The woman was as dumb as a box of rocks, but she had nice thighs and knew better than to bitch when he got rough with her. Hunter and Cordelia watched him greet her with a smile, then walk over to the police station and disappear through the door.Without a word about it, they finished up their breakfast at a leisurely pace, then left. Hand-in-hand, they wandered up the street, window-shopping and chatting, the very picture of a happy couple. They went back to their hotel, entered their room. That was when Cordelia finally said what was on her mind.“He hates women.”Startled, Hunter stared at her. “He what now?”“Hates

“And she looks amazing,” Kat said to Jim. “I mean… stunning.”“She’s a beautiful woman,” he said. “Even if she forgets that sometimes.”“Yeah.” Kat was quiet for a few seconds. “You think she’ll be OK?”Surprised, Jim glanced over at her. “Yeah, I do. I mean, with some more time.”She nodded. He observed her face, saw that she looked troubled.“What’s up?” he asked. “What are you thinking about?”She shook her head.“Come on, Kat.” Jim kept his voice low. “Talk to me, OK?”“It’s just what you said about time.” She sighed. “You think it actually heals all wounds?”“Honestly? No.”Kat was startled. “No?”“No. Healing wounds is one thing; learning how to live with them is another.”“So… you think that time just teaches us how to live with stuff?”“Yeah.” He shrugged. “That’s how it works for me, anyway. What do you think?”Kat gave a mirthless laugh. “In my case, it does neither.”Jim engaged in a small internal tussle, then decided to just go ahead and ask. “Hey, Kat?”“Yeah?”“That ben