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I drew in a quiet breath. ‘After we got back from Texas, I suffered a few side effects from…what happened there,’ I said, which was fine but hardly went the distance. ‘You were away – Mexico. ’ ‘But that was before Christmas,’ he said, and maybe it was because of the darkness but I heard a mix of emotions in his voice – bafflement, with a touch of accusation. ’ ‘I ended up in hospital for a check-up,’ I admitted, which skated so thinly over being an outright lie it was in imminent danger of falling through.
I probably should have done a lot of things. I rolled my shoulders, felt the sharp stab in the back of the joint where I hadn’t got a decent break-fall in fast enough, the long burn of torn muscles in my forearm and thigh, the tenderness of fresh bruises that were rising just about everywhere. If the fluid puffiness along my cheekbone was anything to go by, I was well on the way to a belting black eye. But, all in all I was still intact, still together – physically, at least. I told myself it was nothing I hadn’t been through before, in one form or another.
I was propped on my elbows amid the dusty scrub, feeling the gathered warmth of the earth releasing up slowly into my body. It was mid afternoon in mid January. Everyone had told me to watch for the chill factor, but I’d just been on assignment in London, where it had been mostly cold and sleeting and miserable. In the current windless fifty-five degrees, I was a basking lizard by comparison. ’ Sean’s voice was low, clipped, at my shoulder. He spoke without moving, without even a vibration. There was a preternatural patience about him that made him a master at covert surveillance operations such as this.
Fourth Day by Zoe Sharp