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.But hurry, damn it!”Luke studied the weapon in Kathy’s hands, and then his gaze shot back to her eyes.“Put the gun down,” he said calmly.“I said pull over!”Her hands trembled, and he could tell she was in shock or the verge of it.He looked back at the rearview mirror to make sure no one was following.“We really should keep driving in case—”“I know how to use this,” she snapped, and gave the gun in her hands a little shake.He let out a frustrated gulp.“I can see that.” He cast another glance at how she held the gun.Someone had taught her well.“I’d be more worried if you didn’t.”“I said—”Keeping one eye on the road, he held out his hand.“Give me the gun.”“I really do know how to use it!” she said again.“We’ve already established that,” he said.“But we both know you’re not going to shoot me.”“Are you really positive of that?” Her expression hardened.Was he? “You won’t do it.” He looked her way again, watched her finger move toward the trigger.He really hoped he was right.Then again, he remembered how she’d taken down that armed gorilla in his bathroom.Most of Lorenzo’s men weighed in at 250 or more.Hire them big and dumb seemed to be the man’s motto.Nevertheless, Kathy had managed to fight the goon off.Damn impressive.So she wasn’t a wimp, but he still didn’t think she’d shoot him.“I’m not the bad guy here, Kathy.”“Really? Is that why those people were shooting at you? Good plumbers don’t get shot at!” Her voice trembled.“Wait, don’t tell me.You failed to unclog someone’s toilet and they came after you.”He almost laughed, but then he saw her eyes glisten with unshed tears.“Good people don’t have hairy men with guns trying to kill them,” she continued.She blinked several times, and her hands shook as if she was about to lose it.Luke glanced again at the rearview mirror, assuring himself that no one was following the van.Then, against his better judgment, he pulled off the main highway onto a side road.“Now, get out!” Kathy snapped as soon as he cut the engine.He looked at her and tried to decide how much of the truth he could tell her.As little as possible, his training dictated.But weren’t these unusual circumstances?“Have you ever heard of the Witness Protection Program?”Her mouth dropped open, and he remembered kissing that mouth—and damn if he didn’t want to do it again.She closed her eyes for a second.“You’re not a plumber?”“Not really.” After the last four years of his life, he wasn’t really sure what he was anymore.From the special task force, he’d gone undercover.From undercover, he’d gone into the WitSec program.He watched her eyes grow round, and then her whole body shook.The fact that she was processing information told him she wasn’t in full-blown shock, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t yet go there.“I’m supposed to testify next week—”“Your name’s not Stan Bradley?”“No.It’s not.” He wondered if telling the truth was the right choice.Face it, he’d gotten better at lying.“Right.” Sarcasm dripped from her words.“Get out.”His gaze shot back to his gun, which was still aimed at him.“Kathy, think just a minute.Why would I lie to you?”“That falls in the ‘don’t know, don’t care’ category.What’s important is why I would believe you.”“You should believe me because I’m not lying,” he replied.It looked as if his calm words helped.Her finger moved away from the trigger.“I’m telling the truth,” he repeated.Relief loosened the knot in his gut—or it did until her finger went back to the trigger.He heard her taking short gulps of air, which was another sign of panic.“Kathy, you need to breathe.Long deep breaths.It will help you.”She must have heard, because she took a deeper gulp of oxygen.“You’re telling the truth about lying to me.So if I believe you, what I’m believing is that you’re a liar.So if you’re telling the truth, I really shouldn’t believe you, because I know you’re capable of lying.”He got dizzy trying to follow her logic.“I have no idea what you just said,” he admitted.“It doesn’t make sense.”“It does to me,” she snapped.“I’m not the bad guy.”“Really?” She stared at him.“Okay, prove it.”“How?” he asked.“Call the police,” she answered [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]