“I’m not leaving,” Dani said. “I’ve been there, done that.”
Her gaze held the swift parry of a sword when he tried to stare her down. He wanted to shake her. He circled her where she sat in his desk chair, her knees together, her hands carefully relaxed on her knees. Since he couldn’t shake her, he said with intense patience, “Hayes is a wild card right now. We don’t know what he wants, what he’s going to do. The only sensible thing is to fall back and regroup.”
“I thought you wanted him?”
“I do,” he shot back, “but—“
“But what? When will you ever get a better chance to get him? When will you ever again have what he wants?” Dani asked, turning her head to stay with him as he circled.
Matt looked at Alice, then turned away from them both, shoving both hands into his hair. “Talk to her,
