Tony Hill u Carol Jordan 08 - Cross and Burn

was an incredulous edge to her voice that cut him.
    He sighed. ‘It’s the only thing I’m equipped for.’
    ‘Scary thought.’
    Sitting side by side, he couldn’t see her face. There were no clues in her tone. Time was, she would have said things like that ironically, as a joke. ‘Did you say yes?’
    ‘I told him I’d think about it.’
    ‘You should say yes. You got me out of jail.’
    Now she sighed. ‘I’m used to having the full weight of a professional team behind me. I made mistakes in the last twenty-four hours that might have got me killed. Marie Mather might still be alive if I’d done things differently.’ She buried her free hand in the dog’s luxuriant coat. ‘It forced me to realise that I’d been blaming you for not being flawless. And none of us is flawless.’ Another sigh. ‘I was so angry with myself for what happened to Michael and Lucy that I had to turn my anger somewhere else and you were the easiest target.’
    He tried to speak and found he couldn’t. He took a swig of coffee and tried again. ‘I knew that. And I also knew the only way back for us was if you worked it out for yourself.’
    ‘You think there is a way back for us?’ A train rumbled over the bridge and disappeared into the station.
    He shifted round so he could look at her. ‘You’re here, aren’t you?’