CHAPTER 17
The woman’s face changed; a sudden shift of surprise and, perhaps sadness, quickly masked.
“So, you knew him, too. Look, I liked the guy. I liked him a lot. What the hell is going on here?”
“I’m going to ask you to come with me.”
“Ask?” There was a word Jeff hadn’t heard in days, maybe even weeks.
She nodded.
“Wow! I feel so honored, and who are you?”
This time she shook her head not that it mattered, no one else had answered that question in however long he’d been here. Or any other question he’d asked. He was in so far over his head he couldn’t even reach the rim of the cauldron he was being boiled in.
Grabbing the edge of the table, he levered himself to his feet. She was tall, too. Near enough looked him in the eye at five-foot ten. He gestured for her to lead.
She
