Chapter FourIf you protect your people,” Emily had said that day as the sun shone off her blond hair, “as your number one priority, you will be amazed at what they will do for you.”
One of the sails cracked almost as sharply as a gunshot as the forty-foot boat crested a wave and dropped off the other side. She flinched in alarm, but Henderson appeared to be in smooth control.
“I’m not you,” Lola had pointed out. There wasn’t a person in the 5D that wouldn’t take a bullet for Emily Beale. There were only a half-dozen who could even tolerate Lola as far as she could tell...and she was married to one of them. That left five.
Emily, of course, did one of those answer-without-answering things and simply waited for Lola to put it together herself.
“Okay, not an i***t. Protect my people at al
