“Only where you’re concerned,” he replied. “I’m still plenty ready to take on the rest of the world.”
No witty comeback occurred to her so she stayed silent. He might think he was ready but she knew better. The fever signaled the beginning, not the end, of his recovery. Without making use of modern medicine he was no better off than a soldier wounded on an ancient battlefield. More of those died from the complications of infection than from their original wounds.
Kaitlin had been observing Daniel as they drove and realized his condition was worsening. Given his obvious intelligence and the fact that he was a cop, he probably knew it, too. That meant she’d have two battles to fight. The one against raging bacteria and the one for his mind.
Once he believed he was done for, it would be doubly hard to pull him back from the brink. The only plus their likely pursuers provided was a continuing threat. Having them in the picture was good for Daniel because it gave him a reason to want to recover and fight again.
Kaitlin huffed, disgusted by the way her brain kept coming up with crazy scenarios. And yet, in retrospect, she had seen it work before. The threat at the hospital had brought out extra strength and conviction. All she had to do was stay far enough ahead of the hired assassins to keep them both alive.
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