Deline woke to find herself pressed up against Carrone and his arm draped over her in turn. She moved slowly, trying not to wake him. She needed to get her thoughts together and form a plan. “Head off into nowhere” was more like a flight in terror than an actual battle plan, and it would take her longer and longer to get home.
That would, of course, probably make Carrone happy. Out here, he could still pretend everything was more or less the same – except the part where he was bound to her and they were being hunted by bounty hunters that had been his associates.
Come to think of it, that wasn’t much the same at all, was it? She glanced over at him. She knew nothing about him, except that he had tried to kill her – twice – and failed – twice and then saved her life from another bounty hunter. Continue reading