“I can take you,” Jesse said.
“No.”
“How can I make it better?”
“Find him and kill him.”
Jesse nodded. Jenn stood and tried to control her breathing.
“I’ll find him,” Jesse said.
“And kill him?”
“Can you work with a sketch artist?” Jesse said. Jenn shrugged.
“Could you pick him out of a mug book?” Jesse said. Jenn shrugged again.
“I have to stay with you,” Jenn said. “You have to pro tect me.”
Jesse nodded.
“I’ll protect you,” he said.
“All the time.”
“There’ll be someone with you,” Jesse said, “all the time.”
“You?”
“Me or somebody good.”
“I want you,” Jenn said.
“We’ll figure something out,” Jesse said. “We’ll make it work.”
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Jenn’s lying down in the bedroom,” Jesse said on the phone.
“Can you talk with Lutz?”
“Sure,” Molly said.
“See if he can ID the woman,” Jesse said. “Find out what Weeks was doing in town. Why Weeks needed a bodyguard, that kind of thing.”
“I can do that,” Molly said.
“Thank you.”
“And run the daily briefing, and the front desk.”
“I know you can.”
“And take care of my husband and four kids.”
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“Of course,” Jesse said.
“I am woman, hear me roar.”
