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The fifty he’d given him earlier to keep an eye on anyone lurking around and report back to him had helped.
    Sheer exhaustion had finally put Jolene to sleep a couple of hours ago. He’d have to doze eventually, but not until the train passedthrough Little Rock, Arkansas, around 3:00 a.m. He reloaded silently, verifying with each bullet there was no residue from his encounter with the mud hole at the funeral.
    One day, they’d visit Joseph’s gravesite when the sun shone and she could have a peaceful memory to keep.
    Hell, there wouldn’t be a “one day” for them. Not together. If they got involved, it would just get messy andconfusing.
    It was imperative that Jolene regain her memories and enter WITSEC. When she did, she’d be reassigned. Whisked away without a goodbye. Like had happened to so many of his witnesses over the past eight years.
    No remorse. Or none that she could know about. She needed a new life free from these monsters who had taken both parents from her. He’d seen the file on what the murderershad done to her mother, to the protection detail and to Joseph himself.
    The little girl from those photos hadn’t spoken for weeks. She’d shown all the symptoms of PTSD. When her dad had been released from the hospital, she’d begun to bounce back. No report of any memory of the event.
    “Is something wrong?” Jolene whispered from the top berth.
    “Nope,” he whispered across the smallroom.
    At this speed there weren’t too many lights passing by the window, just enough to see the tousled hair, the sleepy eyes, the question of whether to be afraid. Enough for her to notice he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Enough for him to see the attraction reflected in her eyes.
    “Why are you still awake then?” she asked.
    “Can’t sleep. You should though. You need to be alert tomorrow.”He kept his voice low, not wanting to disturb any chance she had of returning to pleasant dreams. So he continued to whisper, keeping it quiet, enjoying her sultry voice when she reciprocated. He slid his gun back in its holster.
    She tried to sit, but since there wasn’t room she slowly maneuvered over the bunk’s edge. The T-shirt rose higher, making him wish he was on his berth with a closerview. Lord have mercy, he’d forgotten how much he enjoyed looking at her legs.
    No, he hadn’t. He had no problem recalling that dangerous memory.
    No more dangerous than him realizing there was nothing under that shirt and showing enough backside that...
    Definitely time to think about something else.
    “Listen, Levi, I don’t want you to get the idea that I’m a complete dolt.”
    “What?” Had she caught him looking? “Why would I?”
    A little upset, buried your father today, alone in a world that’s turned upside down, sexy as a supermodel...but never a dolt.
    “I stayed in the bathroom over an hour.” She settled, pulling his pillow under her arm to lean on, tugging at the blanket to cover her legs. Driving him insane with how vulnerable she appeared.
    He thoughtabout flipping on the lights. He’d be able to see her better, but she’d have the same advantage. And he didn’t know if the desire probably written on his face was good for her to see. A tension he felt everywhere, all the time. Looking at her, he knew he couldn’t hide it.
    “You had your reasons.”
    “Not good ones.” She shrugged.
    “I’m not complaining, Jo.” He quickly pulled the undershirtover his head and arms. Safer this way. “It’s been a long day with a lot to take in. So why don’t you grab some more shuteye. You can stay in my berth. I won’t be using it.”
    “I need to see the letter.”
    “Now? At one in the morning?”
    “Yes. I’m ready. I wasn’t before, but I am now.” She rushed the last bit, but there was a calm in her voice that helped him believe her. And the factshe stuck her chin in the air, sort of challenging him to think differently.
    It had been risky not opening the letter earlier. Everything in his