Jarrett’s sole rationalization was that he wasn’t a criminal. Protective custody was meant to keep him safe, not for any other reason. If he chose to believe he could protect himself—
Well, he didn’t, but Eli was going to get himself killed, and this was the only way to make sure it didn’t happen. Or at least, lower the odds.
As rationalizations went, it would have to do.
He jumped when the doorbell rang. According to Eli, their window was tiny. There was no telling when the other agent would return with the burgers, and the fewer agents they had chasing after them, the better. Jarrett counted off to five in his head. When he heard the low hum of voices, he pushed open the bedroom window.
Dusk failed to hide him from anybody who was watching, but the curtains next door remained motionl
